Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

"No way." Devin looked puzzled, gesturing towards the lush and tree-lined backyard, "This yard's huge. How could my smoking bother Leanne?" "You're bothering me," Curtis replied, "Next time you smoke, don't come around me. I can't stand secondhand smoke."

"When did you become such a delicate flower?" Devin took the cigarette from his lips and tossed it, flopping back down onto the bench. "Guess I'll quit today then."

The others followed suit, throwing their cigarettes away too.

Just six months ago, the news that Curtis and Leanne had headed to the courthouse to get a divorce had been the talk of their circle. Who would have thought that they'd end up back together in such a short time?

"Ever since he got back with Leanne, Curtis seems so much more gentle.""

"Do I come off as a demon or a monster in your eyes or what?" Curtis leaned back in his chair with a half-smile, overhearing a conversation from the yard.

Joy and Selina were walking along, glued to their phones.

"This pic turned out great."

"Send it to me."

Curtis scanned behind

went to drop off Violet," Joy replied.

returned a few minutes earlier, chimed in, "I think I saw Leanne by the pond when

in the midst of the bustling town held a quiet charm, the wooden deck lined neatly with smooth pebbles. The soft clatter of shoes on

pointing up, ready to bloom in the midsummer heat. Along the winding path stood a graceful figure, bathed

a piece of tall grass

day of exploring its

Curtis slowed his steps.

revealing

Curtis," she said softly, a pleasant tone to her

his expression unreadable, asked, "What are you

the cat," Xenia replied. "Is this your cat? It's

feline, "It doesn't seem