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Loved by My Ex-husband's Rival. Chapter 23
Angela was twelve minutes late to the café, but she convinced herself that it was okay because of the traffic on Sunset Boulevard. The truth was more complicated: she had spent hours at home thinking of why this was a bad idea before eventually deciding to step out. She had been trying to convince herself that seeing Alex outside of work would be okay. Businesslike, formal, nothing more. The years had given her enough time to heal the emotional wound of Alex’s betrayal. That she could sit across from him and not remember exactly how she had felt when she found out he was cheating on her back in college. The way her stomach had dropped, the way the world had tilted sideways, the way she cried her heart out. The courtyard café at Silver Lake was just like Alex had said: plants spilling over every surface, a little water fountain, and furniture that didn't match yet looked like it had been carefully chosen. It should have been romantic. Angela was set on not feeling anything romantic
Loved by My Ex-husband's Rival. CHAPTER 22
Clara's apartment smelled like the lavender candle she always had burning and the Thai food they had for lunch. Angela sat in the corner of Clara's couch, warming her hands with a ceramic mug of chamomile tea. Clara lay on the other end with her legs tucked under her. "So therapy?" Clara asked, and Angela could feel her friend getting into the right position to really listen—her back was relaxed against the cushions, her phone was face down on the coffee table, and all of her attention was on Angela. "Better,” Angela said. “Dr. Mendel helped me see that I was tying my sense of well-being to social media validation. For example, the positive response to the video felt great, but then I realized I was constantly checking the view and comment counts to see if I was okay." Clara nodded slowly. "That makes sense. For years, people told you you were wrong about everything. Now you're looking for proof from outside that you're right." "Exactly. But Dr. Mendel said that's still letting ot
Loved by My Ex-husband's Rival. CHAPTER 21
Dr. Mendel's office smelled excellent. Next to a stack of art books and a ceramic bowl full of smooth stones, the lemon oil diffuser sat on a side table. Angela had been coming here for six weeks, which was long enough for her to know that everything in the room had a purpose. The warm lighting was set up to soften the shadows, the comfortable chairs were angled so that they didn't feel like an interrogation, and the window looked out over a small garden where nothing had to bloom out of season.Angela took her sketchbook with her this morning. Dr. Mendel never told her to bring it, but the therapist had said once that sometimes the hands knew things the mouth hadn't learned to speak yet. Angela had begun leaving the sketchbooks on the side table after sessions. Dr. Mendel would look through them carefully before giving them back, never saying anything about the pictures themselves but sometimes bringing up a specific drawing weeks later, as if the drawings were a language they were b
Loved by My Ex-husband's Rival. Chapter 20
Angela couldn't help but laugh at how nervous he was getting. "A friend coffee?" She repeated. "Yes, friend coffee. Friends do that. I have coffee with friends all the time. It's very platonic coffee. There's nothing weird about it." "You're sure making it sound weird." "I know that now. I'm going to stop talking." His embarrassment was cute instead of off-putting.Angela thought about it. Coffee was safer than dinner because it was less like a date and easier to keep casual. She was worried about professionalism and boundaries, but she still wanted to spend time with Alex outside of work. Wanted to explore if what they had could live on outside of scripts and table reads."Okay," she said. "Coffee with a friend. But really coffee, not a date that looks like coffee." "Definitely not a date," Alex said, and you could hear how relieved he was. "Just two friends talking about things that friends talk about. I'll even bring a list of things that are okay to talk about." "That's not n
Loved by My Ex-husband's Rival. Chapter 19
"I'm so sorry I'm late," Alex remarked, holding Angela’s gaze. “Traffic on the 10 was awful, and I stopped to get coffee—something I rarely do, and the queue was just—" He appeared to realize he was going on and on and took a breath. "Sorry, I'm here now." Miranda smiled and brushed away his apologies, as if she had expected them. "You're fine, Alex. Your role isn't demanding. We just got started. Jump in when you're ready." Angela recalled he was an assistant producer. Judging by Miranda's reaction, the series probably had other assistant producers it relied on. Alex walked into the room toward a chair on the other side of the table from Angela, a few chairs down from Miranda. As he walked by her chair, Angela could smell his cologne—cedar and something citrusy. He stopped for a split second, and his hand brushed over the back of her chair. This could have been on purpose or by chance. He whispered, "Hey," just for her. "Hey," Angela said, and she hated how out of breath she soun
Loved by My Ex-husband's Rival. Chapter 18
Chapter 18The morning felt like both hope and horror. Angela was in the passenger seat of Clara's car, watching the usual chaos of palm trees and traffic in Los Angeles go past. She put her hand on her stomach, which she had been doing for the past few weeks to help her stay grounded in the twins' reality when she was anxious. Clara drove through the early traffic with the self-assuredness of someone who had learned to drive in Boston before relocating to the West. She had gone to Angela's dad's apartment at exactly seven-thirty, carrying coffee and a breakfast sandwich that Angela couldn't quite eat."Why did the table read get moved up a whole week?" Clara said, cutting off a Tesla so perfectly that Angela had to grasp the door handle."I know Miranda emailed about the time change two nights ago, but why?" Angela said as she carefully drank the ginger tea Clara had provided instead of coffee. "It's because of the filming location. She sent another email yesterday to explain. Appa
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