Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 92 ~ A box

ATHENA

My breath catches.

"What?" I whisper. My fingers tighten around the strap of my bag as suspicion, curiosity, and confusion tangle in my chest.

"That doesn't make sense..." What kind of task?"

He doesn't smile, but there's something soft in his eyes. "They knew you'd be here at one point. Your mother planned this visit down to the year. She said you'd come when you were ready."

I stare at him, finding the whole ideal ridiculous, "I have been coming here every year-"

"Except last year." He interrupts me, and my heart jumps to my throat.

Is he a stalker?

Everything inside me screams to be cautious, but something else, a deeper pull, urges me forward. The way he said their names.

The certainty in his voice

Call it a hunch or stupidity, but I feel like I can trust him.

"Where are we going?" I ask, my voice quieter now.

He exhales slowly, almost like he's relieved I didn't walk away. "Just a short walk. There's a box... in my car. Your parents left it for you."

I hesitate for a beat longer, then slowly nod, my heart pounding loud in my ears. This is how people end up dead.

"Okay,” I say, my voice sounding more stable than I feel. "But if this is some kind of-"

not," he cuts in gently. "You'll

twice, I'm pretty good

steps, I can't help but

black sedan parked beneath

faded, but the windows gleam, and something about the car feels... creepy,

carefully and pulls out a medium-sized box wrapped in aged leather and

kept safe for ten years," he says, placing the box gently on the hood of the car. "Just

it, my heart racing, unsure whether to reach

like

much the opposite, so instead of running, I

you?" I finally ask, my voice trembling. "Why you? Why

I was never supposed to be known. Your parents hired me when

in it. "I wasn't in the family photos, Athena. I was behind them. Always watching. Always protecting. You didn't know me because you weren't supposed

A hidden bodyguard?

distant. "They were working on

could stop hereditary heart

it could reset the heart's rhythm permanently.

stare at him, stunned.

people funding it? They saw dollar signs, not Your parents wanted it

it affordable, accessible. The investors didn't. They wanted control, patents, and profits. When your parents refused to give it

killed," I whisper, the truth slamming

answer, but his silence is

against

me it was a flood

floods, but their enemies saw an opportunity and had them poisoned so it could look like they drowned." he

protect you and to keep you from digging too soon, I stayed in the shadows and