Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 142

ATHENA

"I'm sorry," Isabelle says slowly, blinking like she's trying to process what I just told her. "Let me get this straight, you fell asleep after we left the party, and Alex carried you to his bed? Then he made you coffee and cinnamon buns?"

I nod, curling my hands tighter around the coffee cup I've barely sipped from.

She stares at me. "Was the coffee poisoned? Did you get food poisoning from the buns? Any hallucinations? Sudden urge to forgive the man who broke your heart and set your world on fire?"

I laugh.

"No hallucinations just yet. But who knows, maybe it takes a week."

"Why didn't you say no." She asks, her face still in shock.

"I did. He insisted." I respond.

"Don't let him fool you twice, Athena. That man doesn't deserve you."

I laugh again.

Isabelle gives me a look. "I'm serious, Athena. Don't let your guard down just because he smiled or made coffee. That man is a walking red flag wrapped in a fitted suit and looks to die for."

"Don't be dramatic." I mutter under my breath. "I know who he is better than anyone."

"I'm not being dramatic, I'm being realistic. What did he do after breakfast? Offer you a foot massage and apologize for emotionally scarring you?"

"Nope. I went about my way." I respond. Holding back the fact that I let him drive me after he insisted.

Why am I allowing him to do things for me?

Isabelle narrows her eyes at me like she can read every thought I'm trying to shove down.

"You let him drive you home too, didn't you?" she echoes slowly. "Athena..."

"I didn't ask him," I mutter, taking a sip of my now-lukewarm coffee. "He insisted. I was too tired to go back and forth with his stubborn self."

she deadpans. "Helping your ex maintain his fake good guy image.

know it's not like that." I

have my jaw on the floor after those words. But that

playful

he

over, casually

groan and a scoff. "I'm leaving before

us off and heading out of the cafe with a muttered

glances at me with a smile that's

talking about that has her

stuff." I give

a kiss inside my

you." He says, and

"Zayan-"

know, don't cross the line, dadadadda." He falls back in the chair

the first time I've caught a break in 48 hours. But no

glad that psycho is out of your hair and you can

for visiting the victims' families with me. You're

me out on a date?" He

grinning. "It's not a date. It's dinner.

leans in, his voice low as if he wants to tell me

dinner turn into a

the

brow. "You tell

but nothing comes out. My brain is scrambled. His

familiar. He makes me feel safe. But why am I always

you play your cards right, it just

up, and my heart swells.

hopes are skyrocketing right now. Don't let me crash." He holds

a glare when our phones ring at

share a look as we swipe

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