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

Chapter 58

Richard's POV

The moment Sarah walked through my door, I knew it was the right decision to ask her for a "do-over" date.

Seeing her again had stirred something up in me-something I'd tried hard to push down, to bury beneath work and excuses.

But now, she was here, and for some reason, the idea of going on a real date seemed right.

"So, a do-over date?" Sarah asked, raising an eyebrow as she leaned against the doorframe. Her expression was skeptical, but her lips were tugging at the corners, ready to smile. "Yeah," I said, trying not to sound as nervous as I felt. "You know, a fresh start. Nothing serious, no talk about... the past, just us. For once."

She tilted her head, studying me, then sighed and shrugged. "Alright, fine. Where are we going?"

I hadn't actually planned this part, so I scrambled for something. "Uh... I thought we'd start with a little walk. Tourist spots, maybe?"

She laughed, and I felt a bit foolish but grinned anyway.

"A walk?" she teased, crossing her arms. "That's your big date idea?"

"Come on, I'm just warming up," I shot back, trying to keep it light. "I can still surprise you, you know."

And with that, she let me lead her out.

The first stop was a street fair that had taken over one of the squares in the city. Stalls lined the sidewalks, with all kinds of art, knick-knacks, and foods that filled the air with spice and sweetness. Sarah's face lit up when we reached a cotton candy vendor, and I couldn't resist buying her a huge pink cloud of it. She held it up with a mix of amusement and awe, like it was something magical.

"I haven't had this in ages," she said, peeling off a piece and popping it in her mouth.

"See? Starting off strong," I joked, nudging her playfully.

her eyes, but I caught the smile before she could hide it. "Alright, alright, I'll give you

everything. The more we walked, the more I realized how

time she looked at me with those eyes, I felt that same knot in my stomach,

small art gallery, one of those tucked-away places filled with strange paintings that were

pointing to a piece that looked like it was nothing but smudges and streaks. "What do

to make sense of it. "I'm gonna say... a

laughing, covering her mouth to muffle the sound.

would you say it

at it too, and after a

People around us were giving us strange looks, but neither of us cared. We were caught up in our own little world, and nothing else mattered. Eventually, we found ourselves near the river, walking along the water's edge as the sun started to dip lower in the sky. The city's lights were beginning to flicker on, reflecting on the water in small sparkles. "I forgot how pretty it is here," she said softly, looking out at the river. She seemed more relaxed, her shoulders less

me, like I was seeing her for the first time

said, though my eyes were on her. "Sometimes you just

knowing smile, and

my throat. "What's

I just like walking

you as the wandering type," I teased, and she

said, looking down at her feet

was something in her tone, a little hint of sadness, and I felt a pang in my chest. I

just nodded, even though

couldn't help but wonder

lit places with mismatched chairs and walls covered in old photos. We sat by the window, and I ordered us two coffees. "So," I said after the waiter left, "what was the worst date you've

her answer. "Hmm... there was this one guy

an

shaking her head. "I wish! No, but he was convinced it was the coolest thing. He kept

she told the story. "Well, I'll try to avoid skewers on future dates,

eyebrow arching