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 points for

lan just shakes his head

it will be. She and Mum... they're

like it's a fact, not

takes another sip,

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

a smile to my lips. "Sensitive?

snorts. "You're literally blinking like you've

"I'm just tired."

he says casually, sipping his coffee. "You're spiraling, and it's obvious. You get this weird twitch in your eyebrow when you're overthinking. You

chuckle despite myself, reaching for a croissant from the plate between

that you

gorgeous and talented Doctor. Of course, I notice, how else would my patients

that a must-have to join

think I like another man making my Queen

the table. "Should I prepare for World War three?" lan leans back in his chair. "You better.

eyes, fighting the grin tugging at the corners

person. No, of course not. He sprawls like a king, claiming his throne, stretching

eyes are fixed on

is unfazed. He pops a grape into

the most dangerous man I

that's why they're best

my girl? Is death calling your name, Quinn?"

technically, that makes me funnier. You can't blame the natural

slow and calculating. "You know how many

on my