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.

feeling the weight of stress lifting even more as I imagined it. "Sun, sand, and cocktails.

my hand with his. "We deserve

way our fingers intertwined, feeling a warmth that went deeper than just the

missed in all the chaos. I'd forgotten what it felt like to just sit and breathe beside him, with no tension lingering in the air, no suspicions gnawing at the

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

across my knuckles,

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

not quite sure how to put into words the doubts I'd carried for so long.

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

I'd be able to trust someone like this," I said, my voice soft. "But

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

Sarah. Completely. We've both made mistakes, but they don't define us. What we choose now-that's

smile.

at least for 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.

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 let

all

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

know," he said, his voice softer, "I think we're ready for whatever comes next. No matter what. We've already faced the worst, haven't

me. "Yes, we have. And we came out the other side.

lost in our own thoughts,