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Chapter 42: Don’t Let Me Fall

Author: Bibi Abdul
last update publish date: 2026-06-24 14:51:19

Sophia’s POV

The sound of the door closing caused my back to tense. My head turned to the door, my eyes meeting Marcus’s watchful gaze. Heat crept up my neck, his eyes lingering on my gym shorts — a pair that no one should see.

“Welcome, I didn’t know you would be back so soon,” I muttered, hoping he didn’t hear how flustered I sounded. “How was work?”

“Great,” he said in a gruff tone, rushing up the stairs as if he was being burned.

I shrugged, fighting back the feeling that I was getting. If
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  • After the Divorce    Chapter 42: Don’t Let Me Fall

    Sophia’s POVThe sound of the door closing caused my back to tense. My head turned to the door, my eyes meeting Marcus’s watchful gaze. Heat crept up my neck, his eyes lingering on my gym shorts — a pair that no one should see.“Welcome, I didn’t know you would be back so soon,” I muttered, hoping he didn’t hear how flustered I sounded. “How was work?”“Great,” he said in a gruff tone, rushing up the stairs as if he was being burned.I shrugged, fighting back the feeling that I was getting. If he was in one of those moods, I didn’t want to be on the receiving end of it. We had been fine, the call we had earlier in the day was alright. It wasn’t hard getting back to the workout. Kyla had sent the link, said it helped clear the mind, and well, I guess it was working. That was until a certain person walked in and now — “No thinking, focus,” I hissed under my breath.Besides, with the mood he was back in, I knew that he wasn’t going to come down. I guess this would do. The stairs creake

  • After the Divorce    Chapter 41: Before She Gets Home

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  • After the Divorce    Chapter 39: Dangerous Thoughts

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  • After the Divorce    Chapter 37: Cancelled

    Sophia’s POVThe outing had finally made it out of the group chat.I couldn’t stop seeing the smiles on their faces as we laughed at the joke Kyla had shared. “I need to use the restroom,” Kyla said, walking in that direction.“Are you sure you are okay?” Lily’s voice broke through the fog. I stared at her. I could see her eyes on me, watching the same thing she had been doing all night.I smiled, the same practiced smile I had for everything.“Yes, why wouldn’t I?” I laughed.Her eyes narrowed. “You look…” she paused as if she was thinking about what she wanted to say.“Is everything okay at home? Did your mom do something?” I could hear the worry in her tone.I placed my hand on hers, “Everything is great, I have just been a little under the weather… the job and you know…”The lies were getting easier to say.“I can talk to someone — I know a client that works in…”I grabbed her hand.“Don’t do that. Don't put yourself at their mercy, okay? Besides, who said I am not enjoying this l

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  • After the Divorce    Chapter 9: The Space Between Us

    Sophia’s POVI’d only opened the door because I remembered the shopping bags. I wasn’t prepared for Marcus standing out there, jaw set in a way that meant something was wrong. He stared at me like I was the last person he’d expected to be out here, then softly, my name rolled out of his throat. “S

  • After the Divorce    Chapter 7: Fists & Feelings

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  • After the Divorce    Chapter 6: Bad Idea

    Marcus’s POV Sophia, standing in between a flustered blonde and a red-head, touched the base of her neck as a pink flush appeared on her cheeks. “Yes,” her voice sounded so soft. “He’s my stepfather, Marcus.” The redhead checked me out. Including the blonde as well. Then they both shook t

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