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

Chapter 65

Sarah's POV.

After a night of laughter, sex, and unexpected closeness, the world seemed to pause, allowing the moment to stretch a little longer.

I hadn't felt this content in a while. It was like waking up in the middle of a perfect dream, warm and safe.

The next morning. Richard stirred beside me on the couch, and I glanced over, a smile creeping onto my face.

His hair was tousled, and he had that peaceful look on his face like everything in the world was finally right.

I'd grown used to seeing Richard as this serious, nonchalant cold guy, but lately, there was this softer side of him I hadn't fully noticed before. Or maybe he was just letting me see it now.

A thought started bubbling in my mind, one I hadn't dared entertain before now: could we make this work?

This feeling between us was new, hopeful, and so different from what I'd expected. My heart raced a little faster as I imagined a life with Richard-a real, shared life, with all the messy, funny, warm moments that came with it. "Morning," Richard mumbled, eyes barely open, his voice warm with sleep.

"Morning," I replied softly, trying to keep the swell of emotion from overtaking my voice.

He blinked a few times, a gentle smile on his lips. "Do you want coffee? I think I can manage that much."

"Only if you make it as strong as last time," I teased, remembering how he'd practically jolted me awake with the strength of it.

Richard chuckled and stood up, stretching before shuffling into the kitchen. I stayed on the couch, pulling a blanket around me, and listened to the clink of mugs and the sound of the coffee brewing.

might share like this,

think about a real future with someone like

back, holding two steaming mugs, he gave me a curious look. "What's going on in that

sipped slowly, taking a few seconds to gather my

his face softening. "Yeah? What are

what you see for yourself-like, where you want

think I've spent a lot of time focusing on the wrong things. But lately... I've been realizing that what I want isn't out there somewhere. It's here, with you." The words hit me deeply, sending warmth through my chest. I felt a strange mixture of excitement and fear. "That sounds amazing, Richard, but...

to be there for each other, to build something

looked at him, his sincerity shining through, and felt my heart swell. "That sounds... really nice.

taking my hand in his. "I'm scared too. But that's

the one doing the

his hand. There was something grounding in his touch, a promise that felt deeper than

grand plans or perfect answers right now. Just a promise to keep showing up for each other, to face whatever came

morning quietly, enjoying each other's

things-the best places we'd ever traveled, the most embarrassing moments we could remember, and dreams

I heard, the more I realized how much there

beneath

through

recalling

remember. That was the most stylish snowman on the block," he

we strolled, It felt like we'd turned a corner together, acknowledging