Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 39

Chapter 39 ~ A riding prince

ATHENA

"I'll be on the other side as I wait for the final parade. It was a pleasure to meet you miss....."

"Dawson." I respond. Unsure if it's a good idea from how Alex is staring daggers at Arnold who looks unbothered.

"Thank you for inviting me over, Alex." The woman speaks right after the creep

walks away.

"You're welcome." He responds in a tone ive never heard him use on me.

My fingers curl into fists in my lap, nails pressing into my palms as the scent of vanilla wraps around me like an unwelcome embrace.

She stops beside Alex, a soft, knowing smile playing on her lips, and I watch their silent exchange.

"Athena." She finally acknowledges with a smile so plastic, a Barbie doll has nothing on her.

"Hello." I respond, keeping my voice neutral in case I'm wrong about her.

She knows my name while I don't, and it unsettles me.

"I heard what happened to you," she says, her voice full of concern, and I almost raise my brow. "I'm sorry about that."

I force a polite smile, even as her words dig under my skin.

"No need to be. I'm now perfectly fine, thanks to my caring husband." I offer her a smile of my own and her eye twitches.

"That's wonderful. Alex is a caring man, indeed." she continues, her brown eyes scanning my face as if expecting me to cower.

Not happening, sister.

"My name is Leah."

Leah.

The name sits heavy in my chest.

I nod stiffly. "Nice to meet you... again."

She lets out a quiet laugh, the sound delicate, reserved, and poised. Then, without hesitation, she takes the seat on Alex's other side, leaning in like it's second nature.

I watch as her hand skim the fabric of his suit sleeve, as if she has every right to touch him. She laughs at nothing he's said, but he tolerates her, which tells me all I need to know.

She's the other woman.

Alex doesn't move away.

He doesn't acknowledge her touch.

But he doesn't push her aside either.

in my chest tightens, sharp and

edge of my

bathroom," I

wait

walk away,

But inside?

Inside, I am unraveling.

a

I blink rapidly to keep the burn behind

in my head, so I don't know what the hell is going on,

only a secret,

why did

I round the corner, lost in my thoughts, I crash right

to catch me before

like melted chocolate. He has

from someone or trying to

up at him, caught

polished, dangerous kind like Alex. No, this man is

black hair is neatly trimmed, giving him a clean look that somehow makes him seem more like a prince out of a storybook than real

riding boots, slim white riding pants that tuck perfectly into them, and a fitted

slightly at the collar, and tucked neatly, giving him a regal air, like he just stepped

It's definitely a prince.

asks, one brow quirked, his hands still firm around

feeling my cheeks burn as I step back quickly like his touch

must say, if all women here bump into me like that, I might start making

despite myself, rolling

always flirt with women you almost knocked

me a grin that could probably

up line

feel he knows that,

or maybe I'm just desperate for conversation. So I

head,

"That's pretty lame."

my shoulder, as if wondering who I was running from. "So? What's got you running like you're about to set fire to the

keeping my tone casual. "Just needed some fresh air.

mischief. "Or maybe a certain someone's getting under

him, caught off guard again. "Do you

chuckles. "Only when I'm

a laugh, shaking my head, but before I can respond, he glances down at his second glove and starts to

like you belong in a place like this," he says casually, shoving his hands into his riding gloves, but there's no

that." He winks, and I roll my

laugh

Who is this man?

tell me, do you

blink, confused.

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