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

Chapter 99

Sarah pov

The morning sunlight poured in through the kitchen window, warm and bright, spilling across the table as I sipped my coffee, feeling everything that had happened begin to ease.

It was finally quiet. No more threats lurking in the background, no more lies or secrets tugging us apart.

Just Richard and me, sitting together in the home we'd fought to protect.

I glanced over at him, watching the way he seemed so at ease, leaning back in his chair with his coffee mug in hand.

There was a hint of a smile playing on his lips, a calm I hadn't seen in him for what felt like ages. I wondered if he could see the relief in my own face, the peace that was finally settling inside me. "We did it," he said softly, almost like he was still trying to believe it himself.

I nodded, a small smile spreading across my face. "Yeah. We really did." The words felt light, almost surreal.

After everything-the fear, the betrayals, the constant looking over our shoulders-it was hard to grasp that we were actually free.

He set down his coffee and looked at me with a thoughtful expression, a spark of mischief in his eyes. "You know what I think we need?" he asked, his voice carrying a playful edge.

I raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"A vacation," he said, a grin breaking out on his face. "Hawaii. Just you and me, somewhere with no emails, no phone calls, no network, and definitely no Susan."

The thought of a quiet beach, just the two of us away from everything, sent a thrill through me. It sounded like exactly what we needed.

lifting even more as I imagined it. "Sun, sand, and cocktails. No more plots

his. "We deserve it, don't we? After all we've

fingers intertwined, feeling a warmth that went deeper than just the sun streaming through the window. "I think

to just sit and breathe beside him, with no tension lingering in the air, no suspicions gnawing

a feeling of real peace, something I'd almost given up on ever feeling with him again. And now, here we

gently rubbing across my knuckles,

laughed softly, surprised at how easily the laugh came out. "I was thinking about us," I admitted. "And how

I'd carried for so long. "I didn't think

barely above a whisper. "But we're here, and we're stronger for it. No more secrets, no more holding back.

like this," I said, my voice soft. "But with you... I

sent a little flutter through my chest, the kind that only came when I knew he

both made mistakes, but they don't

real, unguarded smile. "So, Hawaii?" I

his voice. "Let's leave all of this behind, at least for a little while. Just us, the ocean, and... maybe a few pina coladas?" I

felt like a real plan, something tangible to look forward to. We started talking about which beaches we'd visit, which resorts had the best views, and whether we'd try surfing or just stick to lazy days by the water. Every detail made it feel

you," I said quietly, my voice trembling a little. "For fighting for us. For not giving up, even when things got... hard." He looked at me, his eyes full of a warmth I knew was meant only for me. "I couldn't

in my heart, a balm over all the wounds we'd inflicted on each other over

here, finally, with nothing between us but love and trust. And it felt stronger, more resilient, than it

voice softer, "I think we're ready for whatever comes next. No matter what. We've already

calm washing over me. "Yes, we have. And we

lost in our own thoughts, but still