But she didnโt know. Each time she thought of leaving, fear wrapped itself around her like a noose. What would he do if she left? Where would she go? And the thought of confronting his anger, his unpredictable outbursts, made her stomach churn. "Alexis, this isn't love. Controlling behaviour never is." Fiona's voice relaxed. "I'm stressed about you. I need you to be real with me, are you alright?" Alexis bit her lip, battling to keep the tears from spilling over. โIโm fine. I promise.โ โYou donโt sound fine.โ Alexis heard the swoon sound of footsteps outside the room door. Her heart clenched. โI got to go,โ she said rapidly. โHeโs coming.โ "Call me in case you wish to talk about anything," Fiona encouraged. "Anything at all." Alexis hung up fair as the door squeaked open. Matthew leaned against the wall, arms collapsed over his chest, his expression incoherent. โWho were you talking to?โ he inquired casually, in spite of the fact that there was nothing casual in his eyes. โJust
Just at that point, her phone buzzed. It was Fiona. Fiona: Hello, I know things are intense right now. But I just need you to know, whatever you choose, Iโve got your back. A tear slipped down Alexisโs cheek as she looked at the message. For the first time in a long while, she felt a glint of trust. Possibly, just perhaps, she wasnโt as alone as Matthew made her to believe. She wiped her tears and wrote back. Alexis: Can I come over?Fiona's answer was almost immediately. Fiona: Yes. You donโt have to do this alone.Alexis breathed out, her heart lighter than it had been in months. She stood, got her coat, and headed toward the door. Matthew showed up within the corridor, observing her. "Leaving?" "Yes," Alexis said, looking at his face without recoiling. He smiled. "Youโll be back." But Alexis didnโt reply. She opened the door and ventured into the cool night air, breathing profoundly for the first time in what felt like until the end of time. Perhaps the road ahead wouldnโt be
He gave a little, humorless snicker. "Thatโs... complicated." Alexis considered him for a minute. "Still single?" "No doubt. You?" She wavered, looking down at her coffee. "Iโve dated here and there, but I and Matthew are just fine." Haven gestured, retaining the information. An interesting blend of alleviation and lament twirled inside him. "I didnโt think Iโd ever run into you again," he conceded. "Neither did I," Alexis answered discreetly. "Not like this." There was a pause, thick with implied things. Haven moved, choosing to swim into more profound waters. "Alexisโฆ I know we canโt change the past. But Iโve continuously wonderedโ" He stopped, gathering his thoughts . "Do you ever think about what went wrong between us?" Alexis leaned back in her chair, her expression turning contemplative. "Iโve thought about it more times than I can count," she conceded. "We were young, Haven. We needed different things, and we didnโt know how to meet in the middle." He gestured, blaming
As she began her presentation, her voice was clear and articulate, drawing everyoneโs attention. She spoke passionately about her topic, sustainable living, and shared innovative ideas that showcased her deep understanding and commitment to the cause. Haven couldn't help but admire how she commanded the room, weaving in personal anecdotes that made her points resonate with the audience.He could see some of her mates whispering and nodding along, clearly engaged by her enthusiasm. Each slide she presented was met with nods of approval, and Haven's heart swelled with pride. He knew how hard she wouldโve worked to overcome her nerves and how much this moment meant to her.As she wrapped up her presentation with a powerful call to action, the audience erupted into applause. Haven joined in, clapping enthusiastically, his smile wide. He caught her eye as she stepped down from the stage, and they exchanged a look of triumph. In that moment, he knew that Alexis had not only impressed everyo
Have remained quiet, but his look never left Matthewโs. He could see the uncertainty whirling underneath Matthewโs bravado, and he knew precisely what was happening. He wasnโt trying to take Alexis back, but clearly, Matthew believed something else. Alexis took a step toward Matthew, lowering her voice. โYouโre making a scene. Stop it.โ โI just need to know,โ Matthew said, dazzling her. โDo you still have feelings for him?โ The statement hung in the air like an overwhelming weight. Alexis solidified, shocked by the obtuseness of his allegation. Havenโs heart crashed in his chest. He ought to say something to defuse the circumstance, but what could he say? Matthew took her hush as affirmation. โThatโs what I thought,โ he murmured severely. Alexis shook her head, disappointment bubbling over. โThis isnโt about haven. Itโs about you not trusting me.โ โTrust?โ Matthew jeered. โHow am I to believe you when each time I turn around, youโre with him?โ Haven Exhaled through his nose, t
Haven sat on the worn leather couch in his loft, tapping his fingers on the armrest. The swoon scent of pine cleaner waited from his half-hearted endeavor at cleaning up. His heart beat. Alexis had agreed to meet him, and for the first time since the divorce papers were finalized, they were getting to talk. True talk. No lawyers, no intervention, no e-mail strings filled with passive-aggressive comments. Just the two of them. When the knock came, he solidified. He told himself to remain calm, but his hands were as of now shaky. He opened the door to discover Alexis standing there, wearing a cream-colored trench coat, her dull hair pulled into a tight bun. She looked as excellent as ever, but there was a pressure in her posture, arms crossed, eyes watched. "Hello," she said, her voice small as well indeed. "Hello," he reacted, venturing aside to let her in. "You look... great." "Thank you." She looked around, taking in the familiar environment. "Place still looks the same." "No dou
"Matthew, donโt act strange about this," she snapped. "This isnโt about feelings. Itโs about putting the past to rest." "Sounds like a part of passionate stuff to me," Matthew jeered, dazzling Haven. "Why would you even engage this, Alexis? Heโs just trying to drag you back into his mess." Haven clenched his fists but kept his voice unfaltering. "You donโt know anything about me or what weโve been through." "I know enough," Matthew shot back. "I know she left you for a reason." "Thatโs enough!" Alexisโs voice cut through the pressure like a whip. Both men turned to her, shocked by the authority in her tone. "Matthew," she proceeded, her voice calmer but firm, "I told you I needed space, and I meant it. I came here to have a discussion, not a fight. In case you canโt respect that, at that point possibly you ought to leave." With that, he raged out, slamming the door behind him. The quiet that was taken after was stunning. Haven let out a breath he didnโt realize heโd been hol
The lights shone overhead, moving off the gem chandeliers that lined the ceilings of the amazing dance floor. The cityโs top had gathered at the summer time charity celebration, dressed in their best clothing, their giggling and discussing an ensemble of riches and class. The wine streamed openly, and the weather was merry, with the promise of a pleasant night ahead. Alexis stood by the long buffet table, adjusting the strap of her champagne-colored dress. The outfit clung to her figure elegantly, and her dark twists fell unreservedly over her shoulders. As she picked up a glass of shimmering wine, she looked over the room, checking the faces of the visitors. Her friends were someplace close to the dance floor, but she needed a minute to herself. It had been a tornado of some months since she began dating Matthew, and today evening time was another step toward presenting herself to the social circles that mattered to him. โWhere have you been?โ The recognizable voice behind her was
"I actually believed that we would eventually have to take sides.โ Marcus could vividly recall the memories. He had been friends with Haven since high school, witnessing his journey through a painful breakup with his college girlfriend, who had betrayed him by getting involved with his roommate. Smoothly flowing friendship marked by shared experiences and challenges. The betrayal had caused Haven to build walls so high that they appeared insurmountable. His innate warmth and optimism were buried beneath layers of protective cynicism. When Fiona first re-introduced Alexis to their friend group few months ago, Marcus noticed the same wounded walls in her. Fresh from calling off her engagement to a man who had gradually tried to suppress her sparkle, in an effort to control her better, Alexis was portraying a demeanor characterized by sharp edges and cautious aloofness. Haven and Alexis moved around each other cautiously, like two wary cats, drawn to each other yet filled with insecurit
The park seemed hushed, only the little giggles from the children playing and the jogging steps from around the park seemed to be the only sound apart from the heartbeat of both Haven and Alexis. Haven and Alexis sat across from each other, their gazes locked. Time seemed to stand still as they simply were, their presence filling the space with a quiet intensity. Haven's heart pounded in his chest. Heโd never felt this way about anyone before. It was as if he was seeing her for the first time, every detail, every nuance, striking him with a fresh sense of wonder. Her eyes, a deep, captivating brown, held a universe of emotions. He could get lost in them for hours, exploring the depths of her soul. Alexis, too, was lost in the moment. She felt a warmth spreading through her, a comforting familiarity that she hadnโt experienced in a long time. Havenโs gaze was steady and kind, a stark contrast to the chaos that often surrounded her. In his eyes, she saw acceptance, understanding, and
Haven's throat was fixed. He knew precisely what she meantโhow they had both lost themselves in the splits and cleft of their fizzled marriage, getting to be individuals they didnโt recognize. "Do you ever think," he said, his voice scarcely capable of being heard, "about what us?" Alexis gave him a sidelong look, her expression softening. "All the time." They fell into a pensive quiet, the kind that comes as it were when two individuals share a history as well complicated for words. "I think," Alexis began gradually, "we were trying so hard to be what we thought the other needed that we overlooked to be ourselves." Haven gestured, her words resounding deeply. "No doubt. I thought I had to be this culminating supplier, continuously solid, continuously in control. But I wasn't truly letting you in. I see that now." "And I kept trying to be this perfect spouse," Alexis included with a little, self-deprecating snicker. "I needed to demonstrate that I was enough, that I coul
Alexis let out a little, severe giggle. โI never stopped caring, Haven. Thatโs the problem.โ The genuineness in her voice cut through him like a knife, more sharp than any offended she may have tossed his way. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. โIf you never stopped caring, why did you leave?โ She hesitated, her expression tormented. โBecause I was tired of waiting for you to choose me.โ Haven felt the air leaving his lungs as if she had punched him. โWhat are you talking about? I was continuously there.โ โYou were physically there,โ Alexis whispered, โbut your heart was someplace else. Continuously working, continuously building. I needed more than that.โ He closed his eyes, blaming wrapping around him like chains. He had worked himself to the bone to donate them both a great life, believing it would be enough. But in the process, he had missed the foremost vital thingโher. โI thought I was doing it for us,โ he said, his voice overwhelming with lament.
A minute, the walls around her heart trembling but not very falling. Perhaps, just perhaps, she might take another step. โYeah,โ she said unobtrusively. โI think I do.โ Haven leaned back in his leather chair, checking the numbers on his laptop screen with a tired but fulfilled smile. Business was good, better than ever, in reality. Growing his firm had been one of the most risky choices of his life, but the payoff had surpassed his expectations. However, even in the midst of his proficient victory, a gloomy hurt remained underneath the surface, one that wasnโt so effortlessly relieved by benefits and development charts. He tapped a number of keys to distract himself and ran a hand down his face. He had a whole lot to do on his plate for the upcoming investors meeting that could serve as a major boost for the future of his company. His company that suffered a downgrade after the divorce with Alexis was slowly getting recognized and becoming a better version of itself.Outside the wide
She moved awkwardly in her seat, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. โItโs easier that way. In case you donโt expect anything, you canโt get hurt.โ Dr. Patel inclined forward marginally, her hands resting on the armrests of her chair. โIt sounds like youโve built walls around yourself to secure against dissatisfaction. But those walls also make it difficult for people to associate with you, don't they?โ Alexis collapsed her arms firmly over her chest. โYeah, well. itโs not like anyoneโs trying that hard, anyway.โ โDo you think thatโs true?โ Dr. Patel inquired tenderly. โOr is that something you tell yourself since it feels safer?โ Alexis looked absent, jaw fixing. โWhat difference does it make? They give up inevitably. Friends, boyfriends. everybody. It continuously happens.โ Dr. Patel let a minute of hush hang between them before she spoke. โTell me about your last relationship.โ Alexis moaned, rubbing her sanctuaries. โDo we have to?โ โI think it could help us learn mor
Alexis giggled, the sound light and free. For the first time in a long time, she felt confident. โMaybe,โ she said, looking at him, โbut possibly itโs worth the risk.โ Havenโs grin mollified, and in that minute, something moved between themโsomething inconspicuous but irrefutable. As the night wore on and the wine vanished, they found themselves closer than ever before, their chuckling blending within the warm glow of the room. And for the first time since her engagement ended, Alexis allowed herself to accept the plausibility of love againโnot the perfect, fairy-tale kind, but the chaotic, complicated, genuine kind. And sitting there with Haven, she realized that perhaps, just perhaps, she was precisely where she was meant to be.The cool night air brushed against Alexisโs skin as she strolled down the quiet street. Sheโd left Havenโs place a little later than sheโd planned, but the lingering warmth of the evening was a welcome change from the usual rush.A sense of peace washed
Alexis didnโt drag her hand away, but she looked down at the ring once more, her lips squeezing into a lean line. โWhy does it feel like Iโve been left with nothing?โ โBecause shock could be a thief,โ Haven said delicately. โIt takes more than just the person, it takes your sense of worth with it. But thatโs a lie. You still have all of you, Alexis.โ For a long minute, neither of them talked. The hum of discussion and clinking glasses filled the hush between them, a foundation clamour to the turmoil whirling in Alexisโs mind. Haven gave her hand a soft touch. โLetโs get out of here. This place isnโt precisely built for healing.โ Alexis wavered but at that point nodded, thankful for the life saver he was proposed to. They ended up at Havenโs flat, the air thick with the comforting fragrance of coffee and cinnamon candles. Alexis twisted up on the couch, holding a warm mug between her hands while Haven sat over from her, his expression open and understanding. โItโs not just Mat
Alexis yanked her arm free, dazzling at him. โNo, Matthew. You had your chance, and you blew it. I deserve way better than this.โ Matthewโs shoulders dropped back. For a moment, the sound between them was the murmur of the TV. โWhere did you indeed meet Deborah?โ Alexis inquired intensely, incapable of stopping herself. Matthew moaned intensely. โSheโs an old friend from college. She got into a few financial inconveniences, and I thought I might help.โ His voice trailed off, as if indeed he realized how lamentable the pardon sounded. Alexis shook her head in disbelief. โUnbelievable. You bet with our future for some lady from your past.โ She turned and walked toward the door, her heart overwhelming but unfaltering. She had gone through for so long disregarding the signs, trusting Matthew would be the man he imagined to be. But presently, she saw the truth clearly, he had never been that man. โAlexis, please!โ Matthew called after her, his voice splitting with edginess. โDonโt le