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TWELVE

Author: Gentle Roses
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-27 16:19:49

Naomi's pov

The last bell couldn’t come fast enough.

By the time the dismissal rang through the hallways, my head felt like it had been stuffed with alcohol soaked cotton wool and set on fire. My friends had talked about nothing else all day but him.

Jace.

The “hot” bodyguard. The “mysterious, dangerous-looking guy” who apparently stole the entire spotlight at the gala.

They weren’t even at the gala, for goodness’ sake!

They went on and on like he was some celebrity, like Leonardo DiCaprio had crashed the ballroom in a suit. I wanted to scream.

Instead, I packed up my books with an angry snap and forced myself to walk calmly out of the classroom.

“Bye, Naomi!” Ann called, giggling. “Tell Jace we said hi!”

My teeth ground together so hard I thought they might crack. I waved over my shoulder like I didn’t care but inside, my blood boiled.

The hallways were a swirling chaos of teenagers, their voices a dull roar in my ears. I just wanted to get to the car, to lock myself away in the back
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  • Divorced My Husband And Found Love   TWENTY FOUR

    Naomi’s POVThe cafeteria was its usual midday chaos — trays clattering, laughter echoing off the walls, the occasional squeak of sneakers across the polished floor. More often than not, I sat at the edge of the table closest to the windows, half-listening to Sarah, Anne, Chloe and Priscilla gossip about who liked who, zoning out as they speculated about things that felt miles away from my life.But today, I was seated at the outer end of the bench, keeping my eyes on the lookout for Ethan.I’d made a promise to myself that I was going to give Ethan a real chance and see what happens when I don't build the wall first.I spotted him near the vending machine, talking to a guy in a faded band t-shirt, his hands gesturing widely as he spoke. He laughed, a deep, easy sound, and my stomach did a nervous little flutter. As if he sensed my gaze on him, he looked up. When he saw me, the smile on his face didn’t falter, it just redirected at me.He started walking over, and the instinct to grab

  • Divorced My Husband And Found Love   TWENTY THREE

    Naomi's povBreakfast, the next day, was unusually quiet. It felt like walking into a library where everyone was mandated to keep quiet. The long dining table was filled with bowls of fruit, steaming trays of eggs, toast and bacon, and the silver gleam of cutlery. But no one said much.Dad sat at the head of the table, his eyes already on the latest issue of a financial magazine beside his plate. Mum sipped her green tea in delicate, graceful movements, the china cup never clinking against its saucer. Isla kicked her legs under the table, her fork stabbing mercilessly through her eggs before she finally took a bite.And me? I picked at my toast like it had personally offended me.And of course, Jace was missing from his usual post by the doorway which only meant he was outside, stationed near the garage or perhaps preparing a car for the ride to school. My eyes flicked toward the tall windows and I caught a glimpse of Jace standing outside the glass doors.The silence pressed in, thic

  • Divorced My Husband And Found Love   TWENTY TWO

    Naomi’s POVThe days after Isla’s scare blurred together and life slipped back into routine. And as usual, I found myself slipping into thoughts about Jace whenever I was less busy. The image of Jace and how he had been calm squeezed itself under my skin and refused to be ignored. He was like a fortress, a wall of perfect control.He hadn’t flinched through any of it—dishing out solutions instead. He just stood there, jaw locked and his eyes unreadable.And it gnawed at me.The worst part? I didn’t want to make him angry anymore. I didn’t want to poke the bear just to see him bare his teeth. I wanted… God, I don’t even know what I wanted. Maybe to know there was something beneath all that steel. I wanted him to feel, to be a little messy, a little human. And suddenly, getting a reaction out of him became a mission.So I started small.The morning drives to school was my first attempt. One morning, we were in the car on the way to school. I slouched against the leather seat, scrolling

  • Divorced My Husband And Found Love   TWENTY ONE

    Naomi’s POVTime seemed to slow down to a painful crawl. Isla’s words were filled with innocent delight yet, they felt like a perfect, tiny hand grenade dropped right into the air.Mum froze, color draining away from her face almost completely. Her protective instincts flared instantly. She set Isla back just enough to look her in the eye. She didn't look at us. She kept her gaze fixed on Isla, but her smile was completely gone. Her hands rested on Isla's shoulders gently like she wasn’t losing her cool. “What did you just say?”“The old man!” Isla repeated proudly, bouncing on her heels. “He said I could come play with him at the palace. With lots and lots of toys.”“Isla,” Mum said, her voice dropping, the light tone gone, replaced by a low, sharp thrum of alarm that made my stomach churn. “Baby, I need you to explain. Who was this man? Where were we when he talked to you? Did you go anywhere with him?”The quick pace of the questions and the undeniable urgency in Mum’s voice, were

  • Divorced My Husband And Found Love   TWENTY

    Naomi’s POVThe silence in the car wasn’t peaceful. It was suffocating, like a heavy blanket, filled with unspoken terror and accusation.“Naomi,” Gabe muttered, turning in his seat to look at me. “I am so, so sorry. I can’t believe I was so stupid. I’ll never forgive myself.”“Don’t talk to me, Gabe,” I said, my voice flat, devoid of emotion. “Just… don’t.”I caught Jace’s eyes in the rearview mirror. He was looking at me now but he hadn’t spoken a single word since we drove out of the mall parking lot, his knuckles white against the steering wheel.I already knew what was coming. The air felt charged and I could practically hear his jaw grinding. He didn’t disappoint.He finally broke the silence. “How?” Jace began. He didn’t raise his voice, he didn't need to. His tone was low but it conveyed the message. He was pissed. “How did you let Isla slip away like that? How did you let this happen, Gabe?”Gabe stiffened, his head snapping up. “What do you mean, I let her slip away? I thoug

  • Divorced My Husband And Found Love   NINETEEN

    Naomi's pov“You don’t have to watch me pick jeans,” I said.“Orders are orders.”I rolled my eyes. “You’re impossible.”He simply rolled his eyes in response.I ignored him, flipping through hangers until I found a jacket I liked. Still, I couldn’t shake off the awareness of his steady gaze.When I finally emerged with a shopping bag, Gabe and Isla were waiting by the fountain. Isla was munching on a pretzel with Mr. Bunny stuffed under her arm.“Success?” Gabe asked.“Maybe,” I muttered.“I know you bought something boring as usual,” he chuckled.“Thanks for the review.”We ended up at the ice cream stand and I let Isla pick first, because apparently letting a three-year-old get the first pick is critical to global peace.“Pink one!” she squealed, pointing to strawberry flavour.Gabe ordered chocolate. I got mint. Jace didn’t get anything, just stood there like ice cream was beneath him.We walked to the center court to get a bench, juggling cones and napkins. Isla was seated betwe

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