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

Chapter 62

Richard's

pov.

After the karaoke night, something in me had changed. I hadn't expected to feel this way again, but here we were, picking up where we'd left off all those years ago. Only this time, there were no expectations, no pressure. Just... us.

The next weekend, I decided to take her hiking. It felt like a good idea. We needed some fresh air, something different from our usual city dates.

I figured it'd be nice, simple, maybe a little adventure to keep things interesting. Plus, I'd read somewhere that outdoor activities are supposed to bring people closer together. Not that I was researching anything... okay, maybe I was. Just a little...well...a bit too much.

I met Sarah in front of her place, and she came out dressed for the trail, wearing a smile that made my heart do an odd little flip.

"So," she said, grinning as she threw a small backpack over her shoulder. "You sure you know where we're going?"

I chuckled, shrugging. "Absolutely not. But that's the fun part."

She laughed, shaking her head. "Great. Just don't blame me if we get lost."

The trail was quiet and green, tucked away just on the edge of town. I hadn't been out here before, but the trees looked tall and inviting, and there was a nice path winding up the hillside.

We started walking, Sarah was beside me, her pace easygoing, like she was happy just to be there.

"So, been on a lot of hikes?" she asked, giving me a playful nudge.

I shrugged. "A few. Not exactly Bear Grylls or anything."

She laughed, and I realized just how much I loved hearing that sound. It had been a long time since I'd seen her like this-relaxed, carefree.

And it felt good, just being in her company, no need to say much, just listening to the crunch of leaves underfoot.

Even though our parents were rich, she had always been simple, even in high school and college, she preferred taking the bus than driving her -then- Porsche.

I don't think I would ever forgive myself for not actually seeing her, until it was too late.

We walked a while in comfortable silence, admiring the trees and the quiet of it all. Occasionally, I'd point out some random plant, pretending I knew what I was talking about, and she'd roll her eyes or snicker.

she teased. "You

an eyebrow, playing along. "Of course. This one

her head. "Expert

about half an hour, the path started to split off into different directions. I glanced around, trying to look confident, even

bit her lip, squinting at the paths like she had

I was doing. We took the right path, and after a

together, the air cooler, and I had

up at me with a grin that was

scoffed, trying to keep

seemed to just end, and we stood there, surrounded by trees and silence. She crossed her arms, giving me that look, the one she once gave me when she caught me sneaking a midnight snack

sweets.

we were a bit of an acquaintance back in high school, a bit, but her

genius hiker," she

my head, laughing despite

we stood there, our "adventure" turning out to be nothing more than a bunch of wrong

"Or we could sit

grinning as she looked

at her, raising

shrugged, her expression playful. "Why not? Sometimes

the one to plan everything out, to have a

just wanting to take it as it came. It

the way," I said,

around us

you only get out in nature, and it made me feel calm. Almost like we were

going, Sarah kept pointing things out, laughing at some of the weirdly-shaped rocks and trees that looked

and her laughter was contagious, making me laugh

one point, she stopped, looking up at a small

said, her eyes wide with excitement. "A perfect climbing

you serious?" I asked, half-laughing, half-genuinely

a mischievous grin. "Why not? Unless you're too grown-up for a little

eyeing the branches. "But if

out laughing,

and before I knew it, I was halfway up, feeling oddly proud of myself. "Not bad,