Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 95 ~ A drug

ATHENA

We're standing by the SUV, the chill of the parking lot wrapping around us as I try to steady my breathing. My heart is still racing from the awkwardness with Alex and Rayen, and honestly, I'm more than ready to put some distance between myself and the whole embarrassing scene. But Isabelle isn't letting me off the hook.

"You'll be forgiven as soon as you tell me what the hell is going on between you two."

I glance over at her, my hands fidgeting with the strap of my purse. How do I even begin?

"What do you mean?" I try to play it off, but I know she can see right through me.

She doesn't say anything at first. She just raises an eyebrow, like I'm the most obvious person in the world. Isabelle isn't dumb, and she's no stranger to uncomfortable situations.

"I mean," she leans against the SUV, crossing her arms, "you two obviously have some history. And you don't go from being... whatever that was just now, to not having some serious unresolved stuff going on."

I sigh, glancing around the lot like the cars will suddenly offer me an escape. The truth is, I've been running from it for so long, but with Isabelle here, suddenly, it feels like talking about it is not such a bad idea.

Isabelle sighs, "He's not really insane is he?"

I laugh.

"Oh he is insane alright."

gives me an Hmmm

guys broke up?" She grabs a bottle

I say making her

I gather the strength

contract marriage stuff, right?" I start, my voice soft. Isabelle's

you guys married for some business

slowly, my chest tightening as I remember the beginning of all

and I... we weren't exactly in love. I mean, I loved him, and he loves someone else. But his family

her, and honestly, the more I speak, the

in her head as she processes everything. "I didn't know.

family knows. And after everything that happened... I'm

through, Athena. I'm sorry you had to deal with all

right now. But you do need to take care of yourself. Whatever happens with him, whether it's fixing

of her words settle on my shoulders. "I don't know if I'll ever be okay with everything. But I'm trying

smile. "You'll get there, Athena. And in the

time more genuinely. "I know. Thank you, Isabelle. I'm really lucky to have you

pats my

of here before you and Mr. Hot & and cold over there start getting all weird again." She winks at me, and for the

I agree, my heart a little lighter as we