Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 23

Chapter 23 ~ A perfect future doesn't exist

Chapter 23 - A perfect future doesn't exist

Athena

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"Ohhh, I'm so glad you're better, my baby. I'm sorry I couldn't be with you as you checked out. Something came up,” Giana says from her hospital bed, her warm smile easing some of the tension in my chest. I laugh softly. "I can see that."

She looks tired but still elegant, her silver hair neatly pinned back, her frail hands resting on the blanket. The monitors beep steadily beside her and my heart aches for her.

I sit beside her, reaching for her hand. She squeezes mine gently.

"I was worried about you," she says.

I glance down, swallowing the lump in my throat. "I'm fine, granny."

Her green eyes study me, the way only she can. "Liar."

I force a smile. "I learned from the best."

She chuckles, but there's sadness in it.

"That boy of mine... he loves you in his own way, you know. I know you two feel like

we had to force it upon you, but I trust my instinct. And it says you two make a perfect match."

I don't answer.

My heart swells as the

words from yesterday echo. He wished I had split my skull open just so I could save him the trouble and

time for him to marry the love of his life.

That doesn't sound like a perfect match to me.

After a little while, I

help adjust her pillows, making sure she's comfortable. She tries to keep me there longer, but Alex enters.

"How's my favourite lady?" He walks over to her with a smile on his face.

It's not the first time I've seen him smile. He always pulls his walls down around his mother and grandmother. How can someone who loves his mama and Nana so much be so cold?

Or is it me that repels him?

I watch as he

leans forward and places a soft kiss on her forehead. She smiles at him while placing her weak hands on each side of

his face.

"You're going to be okay. I've made some calls. You'll get a transplant soon."

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"I'm 70, Alex. I'm tired. I don't want a transplant."

Alex's eyes are filled with fear and it's the first time I've seen

that feeling in his eyes.

"Nana." He warns.

"I want to see you two become parents. If you want me to get a transplant, then have a baby." She argues and Alex locks his jaw.

I hold my breath.

the idea of seeing me tied to him. I know that but

know how I feel about that. That's not

me, "My dear Athena, can you call Ryan

Wheeling my wheelchair out, but as I close the door, her next words stop

that Leah

together and focus on your wife. Alex." Her

is now hard.

perfect match.

look stupid?"

I love you

what's not there. I'm married to Athena

she's the perfect-wife." He places another kiss on her

a child. I want to see

mentioned that once she is

is lying

never had

better not be lying,

to hear Alex's

myself away from

the cold metal, my chest

It shouldn't hurt.

know-that I mean nothing to him. That this marriage is just a

deal sealed

not love.

so

with a straight

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A child?

me? I laugh

some weak moments and

was back to

condom

was. That told me exactly what I

don't stop moving

shallow. The walls feel like they're closing in, the weight of

sit in the waiting area, my fingers digging

wheelchair as I stare blankly at the pale hospital walls. The scent of chemicals in the air burns my nose,

the ache

A child?

I laugh again—

soft, bitter sound that draws a few curious glances from nurses passing by. The absurdity of

to him. To weave a fantasy of a

future that doesn't

finally snap to reality and I notice

his phone. He glances up when he sees me,

to go, Mrs King?"

Mrs King.

name sends a bitter taste

answer,

Alex.

at him,

he moves closer. His

even without a

single word.

"We're leaving," he says.

respond, just let him wheel me forward. But as we reach the main doors, his

posture, his

like that, he

"Ryan, take her home."

Three words. Dismissive. Detached.

turn to look at him, but he's already walking away. Not a glance,

hesitation.

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