Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 141

ATHENA

Warmth.

That's the first thing I feel.

Soft sheets. The scent of fresh linen. A deep musk lingering in the air, cedarwood and something...oddly familiar.

My brows pull together as my body stretches slowly, reluctantly, like it doesn't want to leave the comfort it's found.

Pulling the warm bed sheets closer, I throw my leg over a pillow when realization hits me like a damn train.

Wait.

My eyes shoot open.

This isn't my bed.

The ceiling is higher, the light brighter. The blankets are thicker, softer, almost cloudlike. My heart slams against my ribs.

Where the hell am I?

Did I go clubbing and leave with a stranger?

I haven't gone clubbing in years!

I sit up fast and immediately regret it. My head spins, my hair tumbling over my shoulders in a wild mess.

My son!

My gaze whips around the room, my breath catching and my heart beating faster and faster.

Then I remember.

The party. Speeches. Everyone getting together. Falling asleep on the couch with Rayen. The exhaustion. The way my body gave out before I could even argue.

Alex went up to get the keys when I decided to wait from the couch.

I must have fallen asleep.

But why didn't Alex wake me up?

His speech replays in my mind on a loop as I try to figure out why he has been behaving in such a strange way.

Is Ariana threatening him to be nice to me? Or is it another deal with Giana?

Because Alexander King is not the type of person who would say such things willingly.

But it doesn't matter because it all meant nothing anyway!

A quiet breath escapes me, and my heartbeat slowly begins to settle.

The panic fades, replaced with a different sort of unease, one that comes from being in his space.

His room. His bed.

It's strange.

Too intimate.

he put me in the guest bedroom? I know this is his room because it used to be our masters when we moved here before everything went south. But even if we hadn't stayed

screams Alex, from the scent that

or not.

But wait....

that mean

No no no no!

with a shake

stoop

swing my legs over the edge of the bed and stand, tugging the sleeves of my sweat shirt down as I tiptoe toward the

The house is silent.

scent of freshly brewed coffee wraps around me like a

I see

looks like a freaking

a dark gray sweatshirt, sleeves

he just ran his hands through it. He

Which is strange.

I appear, and something shifts in the air

"Good morning."

voice is deep,

step, my fingers tightening around the

intruding. I must have been too tired

me up. Where is Rayen? We need to

words and walks to the stove, and removes freshly baked cinnamon

where he got them or who made them.

and I'll serve

someone holding

him place a cup

it in to not fall

Rayen is out of reach.

hovering

lips, replaced by something

wonder if

I, when this is the man who once looked me in the

shattered everything

sets the plate down slowly. No

me. "And I didn't wake you up because... you looked

Rayen, and why is this place

lights we had on, but obviously, they had them changed. It's been so long, but damn, did they have to get

have them changed because you get panic attacks in the dark, and I didn't want that. Rayen is at school. I dropped him off some hours ago."

changed the lights for

man losing

see red from how

Because it's not fair.

nice and starting to confuse

world apart and ruined

buns," he

I blink.

"You?"

He shrugs.

I retort.

affected when he smiles while hovering with

Liar!

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