Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ATHENA

Six months later.

"Mummy, you look beautiful! You're the prettiest!" Rayen runs to my side, making Sloane snort, and Isabelle rolls her eyes.

"I bet we look like shags to you little King, don't we?" Sloane crosses her arms while tapping a foot probably trying to intimidate him but Rayen is his father's son, he doesn't get intimidated.

"No," he says sweetly. "You both look like extras in my mum's fairytale."

Sloane gasps, feigning offense. “Excuse me?!"

Isabelle chokes on her drink, trying to hold in her laugh. "Okay, that was brutal.”

I reach down and smooth Rayen's little tux, trying not to laugh myself. "Rayen, be nice. They're my bridesmaids."

He blinks innocently." But you're still the prettiest."

"Am I?" I ask, kissing his forehead. "Just don't say that in front of your granny or we'll never hear the end of it."

"I already did," he shrugs. "She said I was just like Daddy."

"I'm not babysitting you anymore!" Sloane says faking an offense.

Rayen's face softens as he rushes to her side, holding her hand. "Why not? I love you, Auntie Sloane."

"I won't fall for your sweet talk!"

"Don't you like me?" Rayen gives her a smile and I just know he's forgiven.

forgive you, therefore I like you." Sloane lifts him

my nerves flutter in my stomach like butterflies

the bad kind. It's the surreal kind, the kind that happens when you realize

music drifting in. I take a

not the same broken girl who once feared the

She's loved.

She's fierce..

beside me, her expression suddenly soft. "You ready,

back the tears. "More

letting in a

beyond the aisle, waiting like he's been waiting his entire life,

tux, crisp,

get you

Warren reaches my ears in a

beautiful in my wedding gown.

with a

top and off-shoulder sleeves. that float gently against my

skirt is full and made of light layers of tulle that ve like clouds

beads are scattered across it, catching the light in the prettiest way. I have

train behind me and a simple veil that flows down

a bride, I feel like I'm living inside

eyes are locked on me the second the doors open. Everything else disappears, and

his sides, and for a second, I wonder if he's trying to

takes my hand as my escort, his tiny grip

was supposed to be the ring bearer, but I settled for him to

Daddy you'd be the prettiest," he