Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 111 ~ I'll come with you

ATHENA

I thought the black box Marcus gave me would unsettle the pit in my stomach.

Well, guess what... I was wrong.

Because my heart has been on that text since I left Rayen recovering in the hospital a week ago.

"UNKNOWN:I know what happened to your child."

I tried to call the number.

It was off.

Still is.

And now, instead of fear, it's anger burning beneath my skin like wildfire..

How dare they try to play with me?

Do they have any idea what it means to lose a child?

Do they understand that kind of pain? The kind that never heals never softens, never lets go?

That's not something you dangle over someone's head like a cruel joke, then switch off your damn phone and vanish into silence.

I looked like I had seen a damn ghost as I came up with an excuse to avoid Ariana's questioning gaze.

I should've deleted that message.

But I didn't.

Because a tiny, maddening part of me, the same part that still dreams of tiny

fingers and lullabies in the middle of the night, hopes it's real.

Guilt has been eating me away for the past three years, so if whoever this is has

proof someone did something, and it wasn't as Alex claimed....

Tears spring to my eyes as I push the lump in my throat.

A child dying is one kind of pain, but being told it was because of you?

I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy.

As I step out of the hospital after my shift, the cold air slaps me awake, snapping me out of my thoughts. The sky is gray, like it's mourning something too. The clouds hang low and heavy, the same way my heart feels.

My fingers tighten around the strap of my bag as I walk toward the parking lot.

then I see a

he doing

car with his arms crossed like

coat is pulled up

shocked to see him when

only see each other once we agree.

he says casually, pushing off

you too," I mutter, brushing past him

meet when we agree." I point out, making him

me worried I had to check on you.

them. I've

doing? Spiraling?

and

keys from me and holds the door open when a brown envelope

He reaches down to pick it, and my heart rate

get

you okay?"

a smile as I look up at

is. Haha. Thanks!” I grab the envelope and turn when

his chest, knocking the air out of my

standing so close

one Alex zaps me with just by being

bastard has ruined me for

envelope? You look like it was

not." I argue, unable to back that up. It could be a grenade for

hand in his brunette hair before holding the door open. But it's

"I can-"

the car,

what's with men and

car while the envelope burns

I've already

[MEET ME HERE]

it says and below is a scan

Who is this?

Could it be?

fold the paper hoping my sweaty forehead

my business, his career was toast. Zayan has been a

"Nothing."

tired and diverts to

old," I lie, forcing

don't stop getting sick

the road.

"Yes I do."

comfortable. It's tight, thick with things unsaid. I can feel his eyes flicking toward me every