Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart by Hayley

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Sarah's

POV.

I barely made it home before the tears started falling. As soon as I closed the door behind me, I slid down to the floor, burying my face in my hands.

The image of Richard and Susan, smiling and happy, flashed through my mind. My heart ached, the pain sharp and deep.

The man I had loved, the one who never loved me back, had left me for his mistress.

He had walked away from our marriage like it was nothing. And now, he was happy, ready to start a new life with her.

"Why wasn't I enough?" I whispered to the empty room. I felt small and unwanted, like all those years meant nothing.

I had given so much of myself to Richard, hoping he would one day love me back. But he never did. Instead, he moved on, leaving me behind to pick up the pieces.

I cried for what felt like hours, letting out all the hurt and anger I had kept inside.

After a while, I was just numb. I dragged myself to the couch, curling up into a ball, and staring blankly at the wall and I didn't know when I dozed off.

Later that evening, there was a knock on the door. I wiped my face and went to open it. A delivery man stood there, holding a small parcel.

"For you," he said, handing it over. I blinked in surprise. "Me?"

I signed for it, thanked him, and gently shut the door. Who would send me something?

I stared at the box for a moment before carefully opening it.

Inside was a small, beautifully wrapped gift and a note. My hands shook as I unfolded the paper and began to read.

"Sarah,

I know today was hard, and I know you're hurting. But don't let this break you. You are stronger than you realize, and you have so much to offer the world. -W"

I felt a lump in my throat as I read the words. They were simple but hit me hard.

Someone cared, someone believed in me. I felt a warmth spread through my chest.

a small, delicate bracelet with a

thoughtful. I held it in my hand, feeling the smoothness of

a piece of jewelry. It was a reminder that even when everything

bracelet, letting the tears fall again. I stared at the bracelet for

who

phone and dialed Wesley's number. It rang a

he answered, his voice warm and

took a shaky breath. "I got your gift," I

glad it reached you. I just wanted you to know you're not

chest tighten, the walls around me feeling like they were closing in. "Actually," I whispered, "could you come and pick me up? I need some

hesitation. "I'll be there

he couldn't see me. "Okay. Thank you,

promised, his voice steady and

a small bit of relief wash over me. I knew he

the window. I needed to get out of

was a mess, tangled with thoughts of Richard, Susan, and that awful TV

loved had left me for his mistress, and now

part of me felt so small, so crushed. Why wasn't I enough? What did Susan have that I didn't? Minutes felt like hours,

got outside, Wesley was already there, standing by the passenger door with

he said softly, his eyes full of

voice. I got into the car, and he shut the door gently behind me before

just sat there in

to go?" he

the window. "I just need to get

car. "Okay, let's go for a

talk and didn't ask how I

city lights became a

quiet between us started to feel heavy. I stared out the window,

to say it. I needed

my voice small. "The man on

kept his eyes on the road but nodded. "I know," he

at

me briefly, then back at the road. "Your divorce was all over

felt my face flush with embarrassment. Right. Of course. It had been a big scandal, with the media eating

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