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.

more as I imagined it.

my hand with his. "We deserve it, don't

squeezed his hand, looking down at the way our fingers intertwined, feeling a warmth that went deeper than just the sun streaming through the window.

silence between us was comfortable, something I'd missed in all the chaos. I'd forgotten what it felt like to just sit and breathe beside him, with no tension lingering in

given up on ever feeling with him again.

his thumb gently rubbing across my knuckles, "what are

easily the laugh came out. "I was thinking about us," I admitted. "And how far we've

to put into words the doubts I'd carried

we're stronger for it. No more secrets,

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

little flutter through

both made mistakes, but they don't define us. What we

a real, unguarded smile.

behind, at least for a little while. Just

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

deep breath, feeling a swell of emotion rise up. "Thank 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

balm over all the wounds we'd inflicted on each

finally, with nothing between us but love and trust. And it felt stronger,

said, his voice softer, "I think we're ready for whatever comes next.

of calm washing over me. "Yes, we have. And we came out the other

comfortable silence for a while, each of us lost in our own thoughts, but still holding each other's hand