After the betrayal; An Ex's wife comeback

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click of her high heels on the marble floor. I hate the way she looks. She is everything I lack: confidence, imagination, and beauty. The woman I had always admired was so far away. I never thought she

ed smile that I used to find so attractive. This is giving me goosebumps right now. "I'm not here for you," I said, my voice softer than I intended but firm. "I'm here for Gabriel." Celeste's smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly bowed her head. "Oh, I know, but I thi

want to answer. I will take them, even if it means meeting both of them. I lifted my chin and met his eyes. "Why Gabriel? Why him?" He did not answer immediately. He glanced at Celeste, and I saw a brief conversation between them; something they did not und

he could betray me in the worst possible way. I swallowed hard and forced myself to speak. "You're my best friend," I said, the words not on the branch. "I trust you." Celeste shook her head, her expression cold and calculating. "What did you expect, Isabella? People are weak. They do things they regret and then leave. This is how the world works. There's no point in trying to ma

hand on his shoulder, "I think it's time to leave. We both know how this story ends." I can't even put it together Look at them together. The way he touched her, the way they expressed their connection so passionately - I wanted to disappear. But I didn't let him see that. I didn't want either of them to s

e without moving or saying anything. Then he walked toward me slowly, his steps slow and deliberate. "You don't have to do this," he whispered, his voice not above the branches. "I know I hurt you. But you don't have to go back to this mess." His words were like lifesavers, but they felt like it was too late. Too little, to

," I said before he could move. But it was too late. The door opened and a tall man stood at the door. A man I never expected to meet. "Isabella," he