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

Chapter 29

Sarah's

Pov.

The morning light gushed through the curtains of my apartment but I didn't feel any warmth.

I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind still buzzing with last night's events. The party. Richard.

Richard! Noone told me he was going to be at the event. I didn't see his name amongst the list of businessmen. My mind hadn't crossed it to ask if he would be attending.

I sat up, running a hand through my hair. The argument with Richard had left a bitter taste in my mouth.

Seeing him again had stirred emotions I thought I'd buried. He looked more tired than I've known him while we were together.

And the things he said... I couldn't stop hearing his voice, accusing me, and blaming me.

But there was more to it. His eyes. The way he looked at me, like I was someone he'd lost.

I didn't want to think about him, yet here I was, unable to shake him from my thoughts.

You both are divorced. He had moved on. He has a fiancee now. I tried speaking sense to myself.

But then if he was happy and moved on, why did he say, 'I should never have divorced you?'

I sighed and got out of bed, wrapping my robe around myself as I made my way to the kitchen. I needed coffee. Something to clear my head.

As I poured the steaming liquid into a cup, my phone buzzed on the counter. I glanced at the screen and saw Wesley's name.

Wesley: Hey, are you okay? I didn't get to see you after the party last night. Just wanted to check on you.

I bit my lip. I hadn't told Wesley that I'd run into Richard. I'd left the party in such a rush after our argument, I didn't even say goodbye to anyone. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, unsure of what to say.

Me: Yeah, I'm fine. Just needed some air. It was a bit overwhelming.

later, the phone

get that. Do you want to grab lunch today? We

hesitated. Wesley had been so kind to me. Ever since we started spending more time together, he'd been nothing but supportive, and

Richard-he didn't carry our past on his shoulders. With Wesley, things felt simpler,

of the problem, wasn't it? He

hate Richard; I couldn't bring myself to. There was something comforting about him. Something that made me feel... safe even when

Perfect. See

my phone down, the heat of the coffee cup seeping into my

focus on my business and Wesley on the present, but my mind kept

last night. The anger, the jealousy,

fell apart, and I'd thought I was

shaken something loose inside me.

another way to manipulate me, to keep me from moving

to think about Richard. I wanted to move forward. Wesley was my chance

***

at the cafe a little before one, choosing a quiet table

here, it felt calm and peaceful. I needed

up a few minutes later, his face lighting up when he saw me. He walked over, his steps easy, and confident, and pulled out a chair across from

soft smile, sitting down. "I'm glad you

to match his energy. "It's

for a while, we made small

between us, something we

the waiter left, "I've been thinking

stomach twisting slightly. Here it was. The conversation I'd been dreading, but also

care about you, Sarah," Wesley continued, his voice

I want to be clear. I see a future with you. I know things have

were exactly what I should've wanted to hear. Wesley was offering me stability, a chance to

it feel so hard to

than I intended. "I do, Wesley. You've

deserve everything, Sarah. You deserve someone who's going to be there for you, who sees you

way

away gently.