Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ATHENA

"She shouldn't be doing this." lan tries to block me, but I ignore him.

I will be the one to do this surgery. I have to.

I scrub in as the nurses rush around, prepping the instruments, adjusting

monitors, and testing the drug, ensuring it's safe to use since so many years have passed.

It's a kind of drug that has to go straight to the heart, so some surgery is required. It's not much, but it's extremely delicate. The shot has to be precise so the heart can regenerate. Any mistake can be fatal.

My heart is a drum in my chest, steady but brutal.

"She's emotionally compromised-" Another doctor says.

"This is what happens when you try to play hero."

I turn to face everyone waiting. My eyes fall on Ariana, and her eyes are red from

how much crying she has been doing. Eli is holding her, but when we share a look, he nods.

He believes in me.

That's enough.

"I'm the only one who knows his heart, so I

I will do this surgery. If you have objections, you can sue me or take it up with my lawyer."

"Who would even want to defend you in such a case? Against the Kings?" Mateo scoffs.

"I will." Ariana stands, wiping her tears. "So unless you want to be the first one I sue, I suggest you shut up and let her do her job!"

Luca stands just outside the glass partition, his arms folded and his jaw tight. He has a look of debate on his face. He's had it since I told him I'd do the surgery without lan.

We can't have two emotionally connected people.

"Athena-"

from my left hand and look straight at him. "You brought me in because I'm the best, didn't you? You trusted me to save his life before,

thought lan would help but doing it alone?" he

half a breath.

Love him?

what I

leave me!

Is this love?

know, but it's

It's need.

he lives even if he never looks at

he stops loving me. I need him to live. Our son needs him to

hoarsely, pulling on a fresh glove. "Love, obsession, stupidity, call it what you want. But if he

The room goes silent.

harden,

hand

eyes tell me

Come back with him.

deeply as I kick the door, which slides

room is cold and too sterile

"Vitals?" I ask.

weak. We're ready when you are, Dr.

to the

There he is.

pale. Not the man who used to taunt me with nothing but a

the man

with a single

s

Something tugs inside my chest.

feeling of claiming him

fire out

have so much to say