Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 115

Chapter 115

ATHENA

I've had so many situations that took my breath away.

Literally.

But the man standing here before me, with his jaw clenched and eyes that flicker like a storm about to strike tops the list by far.

My mouth dries up. My pulse screams in my ears. And for a second, I forget to breathe altogether.

I crouch down quickly, stuffing the toothbrush back into the resealable bag like it's nothing more than a spilled pen.

Casual.

Cool.

Calm.

All the things I am absolutely not right now.

His shoes move closer, and they match the fast beating of my heart.

Ta ta ta ta

Silence.

When I look up, I realize the sound had stopped because he's now close.

"You didn't answer me," he says, his voice lower now.

My fingers fumble with the zipper of my purse.

"Rayen asked me to get him something," I lie, though my voice wavers near the end.

"I was just grabbing it."

Or I could have just said he invited me, but that's even worse.

year old invites you, and you

Oh God!

sweeping over

bag like he can see

Rayen need help getting a toothbrush from his own

Shit.

"Since he wanted to show me his toys and ran off mid-sentence? I don't know, Alex. He's three. He does a

cross over his chest now, his suit jacket shifting slightly with the

he's seeing past every layer,

his father, who lifts him up and throws him

warms

ruthless, selfish bastard I've ever known,

warms my heart, and something

over with once and

like

breath

It was great seeing your

house.

to speak against it or say something like his mummy wouldn't

eyes are staring at me.

out as fast as my legs can carry

pounding heart and fear

says as

I sigh.

been a

for doing this." I give

thanking me, or I'll start getting mad." He says

blanket and places it

blanket in your

teases, making me laugh

more like it. I love seeing

and exactly what I need to anchor myself. But the weight in my chest hasn't moved. It sits there like a stone, pressing down, reminding me why

fingers tapping

to chaos. Unlike Alex, whose very presence feels like a thunderstorm. Zayan is the

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