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.

chest tightens, sharp and

edge of my seat, pushing

need to use the bathroom," I say,

wait for a

and walk away, each

But inside?

Inside, I am unraveling.

a band is wrapped around my ribs,

vanilla still lingers in my nose, and I blink rapidly to keep the burn behind my eyes

I have blanks in my head, so I don't know what the hell is

only

did we

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

shoot out to catch me before

melted chocolate. He

someone or trying to

at him, caught completely off

polished, dangerous kind like Alex. No, this

thick lashes, and his 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

his outfit that makes me pause, black riding boots, slim white riding pants that tuck perfectly into them, and a fitted dark

and tucked neatly, giving him a regal air, like

It's definitely a prince.

alright?" he asks, one brow quirked, his hands still firm

as I step

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

despite myself, rolling my

with women

ones," he says, flashing me a grin that could

pick up line

he knows that, and

repel me, but this one seems bearable, or maybe I'm just desperate for conversation. So I don't cry

my head, my lips

"That's pretty lame."

wondering who I was running from. "So? What's got you running like you're about to set

"Just needed some fresh air. Crowds aren't

in slightly, eyes twinkling with mischief. "Or maybe a certain someone's getting under your

him, caught off guard again. "Do you always guess people's

chuckles. "Only

laugh, shaking my head, but before I can respond, he glances down

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

work on that." He winks, and I

his laugh is

Who is this man?

me,

blink, confused.

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