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

Chapter 107

Sarah

pov.

The rest of our days in Hawaii felt like a breath of fresh air. Isabelle was nowhere in sight, and I finally let myself relax.

It was just the two of us again, enjoying everything this beautiful island had to offer.

We snorkeled, ate more fresh pineapple than I thought possible, and watched the sun dip into the ocean every evening.

My unease from our previous encounters faded slowly, replaced by the warm, comforting feeling that I could finally let my guard down.

This was what I had wanted all along-peace, just Richard and me, without any odd distractions.

As the trip came to an end, I felt a strange relief. Don't get me wrong-I loved Hawaii, every beach and sunset, every little moment we shared here.

But leaving meant leaving Isabelle behind, and I was more than okay with that. I didn't even want to think about her as we packed up, heading back to our daily lives and routines. We had gotten what we came for-a much-needed recharge-and I was eager to take that feeling home with us.

Back at home, things settled into a comforting rhythm. I dove back into work, back into the familiarity of our day-to-day life.

It was nice to fall into routines again, to spend nights cooking together, planning weekends, and dreaming up new places we wanted to visit.

That odd chapter in Hawaii felt like it was slowly slipping into the background, the memory of Isabelle fading like a story I'd once read but barely remembered.

Life was normal again. Peaceful. And I felt safe in that.

One evening, after a busy week, Richard suggested we go out for a nice dinner. It felt like a sweet, thoughtful way to keep the vacation vibe going.

we dressed up and headed downtown, hand in hand, laughing as

found a little bistro with dim lights and soft music playing in the background. I loved

an appetizer, and talked about anything

I felt that familiar warmth-a feeling of being exactly where I was meant to be, with exactly the person I was meant to

"I don't know if I can top Hawaii," he teased. "But

then, out of

face going still as if he'd

my heart dropped. Isabelle was standing across the street, looking right at

could see she wasn't the put-together

hair was messy, her clothes wrinkled, and her eyes held

back. "Is... is she watching us?" I asked

his head, clearly as taken aback as I was. "I

had thought her presence was just a coincidence, she had shown up at

she was here, miles from Hawaii, looking straight at us with the same

wanted to get up and leave, to put as much distance between us and Isabelle as

before I could say anything, she started walking toward us, her steps slow and unsure. I felt a twist of dread in my stomach. This couldn't

she hadn't slept in days, and there was a desperation in her expression that made my stomach clench. "Richard... Sarah..." Her voice was shaky, barely above a whisper. She looked between us, and for a moment, I thought she might break down. "I... I didn't know you both would be here." Richard and I exchanged a glance, and I could see the same confusion mirrored

asked, his tone

said, her voice cracking. "All my

me back. After everything, I wasn't sure I could believe her, even if she did look

my words carefully. "But we're not

at me, and there was a rawness in her eyes,

know anyone here. I'm lost. I just need somewhere to stay... just for a night or two, until I can

was. I wanted to help-I really did-but every instinct was screaming at me to

firm. "This... It's a lot. We've barely just gotten back

promise. I don't have anyone else, and I thought... After Hawaii... I thought maybe I could trust you." Her words