Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ATHENA

"I'm so sorry about my stupid brother. His obsession with Alex got out of hand. He shouldn't have done that. If you want to kill him, you have my blessing," lan says, and I smile.

I do want to kill Arnold. But I've had enough blood on my name, and knowing Alex, he will just cause chaos.

He's just like his father. I mean, we haven't heard from John or know where his wereabout are since we got the formula. But knowing Eli paid him a visit, I'm pretty sure he is on the other side.

And by otherside, I mean the world of flowers where no living soul exists.

"Your mother will be so upset when she hears that," I say.

"My mother loves me. She'll understand." He passes me a cup of coffee, then sighs.

He looks like he's deep in thought, pretty much his signature look. Alex once told me lan is different from us. I didn't understand it then, but now... I'm starting to see it.

He processes feelings differently. Where we feel something at a ten, he feels it at a thousand.

It explains the way he loves his patients, how fiercely he protects his friends... and how completely devoted he is to Sloane. He barely leaves her side.

But Alex's words echo in my head like a warning,

"If he can feel that deeply with love, what happens when it's hate?"

"What has you so gone?" lan's voice snaps me back.

I smile faintly at him.

"I just have so much to think about, you know. Unlike me, your life is per"

I stop myself.

Stupid and Insensitive.

Ten

his head with a soft

But once Sloane wakes up, it will be. She and Mum... they're everything to me. Losing one would cripple me. Losing

says it so calmly, like it's a

sip, his

you look spooked?" he asks, finally glancing at me. "They're strong women. Nothing will happen to them. My God, Athena,

a smile to my lips. "Sensitive? Me?

blinking like you've seen

"I'm just tired."

shit," he says casually, sipping his coffee. "You're spiraling, and it's obvious. You get this

a croissant from the plate

hate that you notice

and talented Doctor. Of course, I notice, how else

see. Is that a

I like another man making my

kiss on the top of my head before joining us on the table. "Should I prepare for World War three?" lan

eyes, fighting the grin

like a king, claiming his throne, stretching one arm along

green eyes are fixed on lan, narrowed...

on the other hand, is unfazed. He pops a grape into his mouth like he

most dangerous man

why they're

flirting with my girl? Is death

that makes me funnier. You can't blame the natural sense of humour,

head, slow and calculating. "You know

on