Chapter 69

Sarah's

pov

As I moved things around the living room, deciding which wall our old, oversized clock should go on, I noticed Richard watching me.

He had this gentle smile that made me feel like I wasn't just rearranging furniture-I was bringing a bit of warmth and color back into our lives. "Do you think the clock should go above the bookshelf?" I asked, stepping back to get a better view.

He shrugged, that playful look in his eyes again. "I think you'll know what feels right, Sarah. It's your touch that's making this place feel alive."

I chuckled. "Wow, you've become so agreeable. I don't remember you being this flexible with decor before."

He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Maybe I wasn't ready to see the place in a new way then. But now? Now, it's different."

His words warmed my heart. It felt good to feel like I belonged here again, like he genuinely wanted me to make this house ours.

As I adjusted a picture frame-one of us from the hike in Madrid -Richard moved behind me, his arms wrapped around my waist. I felt this little spark, the kind that reminded me how well we fit. "You know," he started softly, "seeing you here again, bringing your touch to everything... it feels right."

My throat tightened with a mix of nostalgia and gratitude. "It does feel like home again, doesn't it?"

He nodded, and for a moment, we stood there staring at the walls, then we went to bed and the rest of history.

***

I called Zoe and we discussed a lot. Trust her to

I did, next was my mom, it had been a while we've spoken

got home safe and I promised to come see her

but she just said anything that worked for me, I knew she was only looking out for me

going to prove it to her that Richard and I were gonna make it

of what to tackle next. I wiped my hands on my shirt and opened the door to see Martins, Richard's best friend, standing there with a small plant in his hand. "For the redecorating," he said with a sheepish smile, handing

I've always wanted to add more green around here. Come on

of approval as he took in the changes. "I see you've been busy. It

"Different is exactly

living room, and Martins sat on the couch, looking around thoughtfully. After a moment, he cleared his throat, shifting a

sounding serious, "I wanted

I asked,

divorce papers and submitting the papers Richard asked," he admitted. "Even though he is my friend, he's

me, he had always been the

get it, Martins. You were just being a professional. And it was a rough time for

"You're taking it better than I expected. I came prepared

holding a grudge. But then I realized I already got my revenge by redecorating this place in cheerful colors." Martins laughed, throwing his

said, smiling. "I

felt to have him here. It was like picking up with an old friend, the kind where everything falls into place naturally. Just then, Richard walked back in from grabbing a drink. "Martins," he greeted, surprised to see him still around, "decided to stay for the

Martins said, grinning. "And by the way, Richard, I've already apologized, so don't go holding

a hint of surprise on his face. "Oh,

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