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

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.

the box and found a small, delicate bracelet with a tiny

so thoughtful. I held it in my

wasn't just a piece of jewelry. It was a reminder that even when everything felt

again. I stared at the bracelet for a

knew who sent

up my phone and dialed

answered, his voice warm and calm. "How are

your gift," I said softly. "Thank you. It... it means

he said gently, "I'm glad it reached you. I just wanted you to know

were closing in. "Actually," I whispered, "could you come and pick me up? I

without hesitation. "I'll be there soon.

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

he promised, his voice

wash over me. I knew he would come, and somehow, that

stood up, still holding the bracelet, and walked to the window. I needed to

a mess, tangled with thoughts

I loved had left me for his mistress, and now they were

hand, trying to keep it together. A 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, and then I saw Wesley's car pull up. I

behind me as I ran out. When I got outside, Wesley was already there, standing by the passenger door with it

softly, his eyes full of

and he shut the door gently behind me before getting in on

just sat

do you want to go?" he

the window. "I just need to

go for a drive," he said. "No destination,

me to talk and didn't ask how I

while, when the city lights became a blur

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

took a deep breath. I needed to say it. I needed him

man on the news earlier... Richard. He's

eyes on the road but nodded. "I

staring at him.

the road. "Your divorce was

had been a big scandal, with the media