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.

you too, my love. And I want you to know that no matter what

I wonder if she can what I'm hiding, if

murmur, closing my eyes and breathing in her familiar scent. Guilt clenches my insides

mother since mine has been taken away." Ariana joins us on the

I even get to hear how Giana and her husband Ray met. It's a beautiful story and a part of me wondered if I'll

it broke Giana, but she had to hold on for the sake

home and lay in bed as I wait for Alex. Tonight is

a ticking time bomb. You never

of the front door opening makes my heart skip

his footsteps echo through the hall, slow and

suddenly aware of every thump of

in, looking tired but as sharp and intimidating as always, dark suit still neat, his tie

Like he kept running his hands through

on me, unreadable as always, and for a

whisper, my voice soft my

his jacket and neatly putting it on a

"You're still awake."

swallowing the lump in my throat. "I wanted to see

away, and the

moves to the dresser, pulling off his tie and unbuttoning his cuffs,

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

trip?" I ask, not knowing what else

was good."

me to make you something to eat or warm you a bath?" I ask,

at me like I just asked

this?"

I swallow.

"What do you mean?"

the