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

Sarah

pov.

It was one of those days. You know the kind. Where everything seems to go wrong, even when nothing in particular happens.

It started in the morning, when I woke up feeling off-like my skin was too tight, or maybe my brain was running at full speed while my body was stuck in slow motion. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I knew something wasn't right.

Richard had already gone into work by the time I crawled out of bed, the house quiet around me.

I rubbed my eyes, feeling the exhaustion in every part of me. Pregnancy hormones, they'd warned me. A rollercoaster, they said.

But today, it felt like I was stuck at the bottom of the hill, and all I could see was the long, steep climb ahead.

I had a plan for the day. Nothing too exciting, just some errands and cleaning up around the house.

But every time I tried to do something, I'd get distracted or feel overwhelmed, like I couldn't focus on anything for more than a few minutes.

I ended up sitting on the couch, staring out the window at the rain. It was all I could manage.

I was halfway through scrolling on my phone when the tears started. They came out of nowhere, and honestly, I couldn't even tell you why.

There wasn't anything that had happened, nothing that should've made me feel this way.

But there I was, sitting on the couch, wiping my face and trying to pull myself together. It felt stupid. I felt stupid.

I knew it was the hormones. Everyone said pregnancy made you emotional, but it didn't make it any easier to deal with.

rush of tears or the feeling that

myself down, taking deep breaths, and reminding myself that I was okay. I was going to be okay. This was just

reached my limit. I needed a break. A change

trip to my favorite bookstore. It was a small, cozy place tucked

paper and coffee, and there was always something comforting about the

weight of the day start to lift. The soft sound of classical music playing in the background, the rows of

of the place wash over me. I

the titles. The Complete Guide to Baby Care. What to Expect

funny, looking at books about babies. Sometimes I felt like I was still just figuring out how

have to know everything right now. Maybe I just needed to take it one step at

through them slowly. There was one that caught my eye-Baby's First Year: A Journey

it was the illustrations that drew me in. The little smiling faces, the soft colors, and

looking, feeling like I could breathe for the

bookstore's small cafe, a cup of tea in my hands and a pile of

had all felt so overwhelming in the morning, how

I needed this space, this time to myself. I'd been so focused on the idea of being a mom that I

wouldn't mind that I'd gone out. In fact, I think he'd understand better than anyone. He always seemed to get that sometimes I just needed space to think, to

myself to stop pretending everything was fine and just admitted that I needed a break. By the time I got home,

I could tell him about it when he got here. When he walked through the door,

"Better now. Had a little solo

raised an eyebrow. "Oh

I shrugged, stirring the pasta sauce on

like he was trying to read between the lines. "Everything

"Yeah, just... hormones, you know? Feeling a little