Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

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Clairessa’s POV

Chapter 30: Breathless

I arrived at Adrian’s restaurant, and a wave of nostalgla hit me as I took in the familiar surroundings. Memories of our time together overwhelmed me–late nights spent here, the Ideas I had shared to help him grow the business, even the colors I chose for the walls. I had put so much into his dream, pausing mine because I believed we were building a future together. How wrong I was.

Lost in thought, I barely noticed a waitress approach. “Do you have a reservation?” she asked.

I nodded absentmindedly, my eyes scanning the tables for Adrian. Then I saw him, standing by the bar.

He wasn’t alone.

Nicole stood beside him, laughing, and they were deep in conversation.

My heart sank. Of course, he hadn’t changed. All those promises, all the begging for a second chance–it was all a lie. He was still the same lying, cheating… jerk. Tears stung my eyes as I tried to hold myself together, but it was too much. Why did it still hurt this much? Maybe because I hadn’t fully let him go, and deep down, I had hoped he had changed.

I wanted to march over and confront them for being so shameless, but before I could, I found myself running out of the restaurant. The cold air hit my skin like tiny needles.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I struggled to pull myself together. I opened my phone to order a ride, but there was a surge, and no drivers were available.

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“Perfect. Just my luck,” I muttered bitterly, kicking at the pavement as I walked. My phone buzzed, and I glanced at the screen.

It was Gabriel.

Hell. My heart raced as I stared at the screen. Gabriel had texted earlier saying he would come over, but when no call or message followed, I assumed he wasn’t coming. That’s why I decided to see Adrian. Now, I had to answer him. I couldn’t let Adrian’s betrayal or my own personal struggles interfere with my career. But I also couldn’t let Gabriel see me like this–broken.

I answered, my voice shaky as I tried to keep my emotions together. “Hello, Mr. Storm.”

There was silence on the other end before his deep, concerned voice came through. “Clairessa, what’s wrong?”

“I’m… fine,” I lied, though my voice cracked, betraying me.

“You don’t sound fine. Where are you?”

I hesitated. “On my way home.”

“Stay where you are. I’m coming to get you.”

beside me. The back door swung open, and Gabriel’s voice cut through the cold

get in,” he

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too exhausted to argue. The warmth of the car provided

you stay where you were like I told you to?” he asked gently, his gaze fixed on

my voice, afraid I might fall apart completely

said softly, his tone gentle as his eyes searched mine for answers. “Please, say something.” he urged, his fingers brushing against my cheek to wipe away a tear I hadn’t

his embrace comforting. For some reason, being in his arms calmed the chaos in my mind. All the shame and pain

guest room, lying on soft, warm sheets. He had

at me. I couldn’t shake the image of him with Nicole. It

should, and swung my legs over the

folded shirt left on the chair beside the bed. It was Gabriel’s shirt–he

that douche Adrian. I unclasped my

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thighs, exposing a large part of my legs Desperate to distract myself, I made my way down the stairs.

voice echoed from the living room, pulling me toward it.

a grin in an attr to act tough but still hit a side table with my leg, sending a stack of books crashing to

to gather them up quickly.

call, his attention now fully on me. He crossed the room

guiding me to one of

something had happened to you.” His hand tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. I’m glad

fingers brushed lightly against my cheek, sending heat flooding through me.

his. There was something different in his eyes this time -softer, more compassionate. A look I hadn’t

happened earlier?” he asked, his voice filled with

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to see him…” My voice broke off, the memory still fresh in

his jaw tightening as his expression darkened. “Did he say something that upset you?”

even talk,” I muttered, my voice shaky as the pain welled up inside. “When I arrived at his restaurant… I saw him with the same woman he cheated on me with. I guess… I

breath. “Why did you go see him in the first place? What were you expecting?” His

his scrutiny. “He

him?” Gabriel scoffed, the disappointment clear

“I thought maybe if we talked, I

he retorted, his words cold. “The way he treated you, the lying, the cheating–that’s all the

snapped, feeling belittled by his judgment. “But it’s not that simple. I can’t just switch my feelings