Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 52 ~ How do I tell him?

ATHENA

"Oh my beautiful girl! I haven't seen you in so long!" Giana smiles at me.

I grab her wrinkled hands and place a kiss on them,

"I'm sorry, Nana. I've been trying to get my memories back. I didn't want you to feel hurt." I say truthfully.

"Child, it's you. I love not your memories. I'm sorry you had to go through such kind of pain." Tears well in her eyes, and I shake my head.

"I'm okay, now. I promise."

Giana reaches out and cups my cheek gently, her touch warm and comforting in a way that makes my chest ache.

"You don't always have to be okay, sweetheart," she whispers. "You're allowed to lean on us. On me, on your husband."

I swallow hard, blinking back the tears that threaten to fall.

Leaning on Alex sounds like horror. He'd probably rather die than listen to my confused thoughts.

"I know," I whisper, placing my hand over hers.

She smiles softly, though her eyes still shine with worry. "You've always been strong. But even strong girls need someone to hold them up sometimes."

I nod, biting my bottom lip to keep the emotions from spilling out.

"Come sit by me." She pats the seat next to her, and I quickly slide onto the couch, curling into her side like a child.

"I missed you, Nana," I whisper against her shoulder.

She strokes my hair gently, resting her cheek against the top of my head.

missed you too, my love. And I want you to know that no matter what happens, I'm always here. No

wonder if she

my eyes and breathing in her familiar scent. Guilt

I'll have to find another mother since mine has been taken away."

get to hear how Giana and her

Alex's grandfather, died from a short illness, and it broke Giana, but she had to hold on for the sake of Eli

bed as I wait for Alex. Tonight

a ticking time bomb. You

front door opening makes my

the hall, slow and heavy, and I sit

suddenly aware of

to our bedroom finally opens, Alex steps in, looking tired but as sharp and intimidating as always, dark suit still neat, his tie loosened just enough to make

blonde hair looks disheveled. Like he kept running his

always, and for

soft my

a brow, shrugging off his jacket and neatly putting it

"You're still awake."

my throat.

right away, and

and unbuttoning his cuffs, like

and I never call each other unless it's urgent. And during the time he's been away,

was your trip?" I ask, not knowing what

good." He

something to eat or warm you a

looking at me like I

is this?" He raises

I swallow.

"What do you mean?"

the