Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 57~ Emotions for two

ATHENA

Alex: [ What are you doing?]

I stare at the message while I stuff another spoon of ice cream in the mouth. I've been staying home while I think of what to do about my white coat ceremony when I receive a text from a man who has never sent me a message before.

He's been there but physically speaking to me, never on the phone.

Me: [Eating Ice cream]

Alex: [Okay, we need to go somewhere?]

I frown as I type in a response.

Me: [Where? I'm eating ice cream.]

I know that might sound ridiculous to him, but I feel like I'll die if I don't quench this thirst.

No response.

Ten minutes later, I still get no reply, which makes me shrug as I continue watching my anime series.

The door opens, and Alex steps in.

He looks incredibly hot.

I mean, when does he ever look average. That blonde hair tussled from running his hands through it so much. His perfect suit with no line out of place.

He walks over to me, and I freeze.

he's going to snap. Tears well, my eyes, and I

snapping out of his shock and rushing

hurting?" He asks, his

and shake my head, making him halt his

you crying?" He asks, and the tears run down

his thumb and wipes my tears before holding my chin to face

my blurred vision finding his greens. "Because you are upset

with you?" His grip on my chin softens, and he tilts his head slightly, studying

the emotions keep

I was eating ice cream, and you didn't

all serious, and I thought... I thought you

me for a long moment before exhaling a deep chuckle,

laughs. So when I hear that sound, my heart jumps in

that?" he asks, amusement dancing in his green

crossing my arms.

mirth in his expression. "No, of course not. It's very serious." He clears his throat, trying to

his chest weakly. "You're still laughing at

not." He holds up his hands in surrender before sitting down beside me on the

you might lend you her emotions, so I guess you'll feel the Urge to cry, and that's

"It is?" I ask.

strand of my hair in the back of my ear

and shove another spoonful of ice cream in my mouth, letting the cold distract

without warning, he reaches out and swipes a bit of ice cream off the corner of

I freeze.

charged and unspoken. His thumb lingers for a second too long before he putts back, licking off the ice cream as if it's the most casual thing

My breath hitches.

an arm over the couch like he wasn't just

I grab another tub of