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The day started off normal enough—well, as normal as it could when your best friend was plotting a relationship stress test and your ex-husband had confessed he wanted you back.Chelsea hadn’t given me details yet. She said it had to “feel natural” to work. That if Jeff caught even a whiff of setup, it would ruin everything.So instead, I did what I always did when things got too real.I buried myself in work.Meetings. Emails. Approvals. Damage control from one of our junior designers who accidentally sent the wrong pitch deck to a client. It was the kind of chaos that usually kept my head clear. But today?Jeff’s face kept slipping into my mind.The soft way he looked at me lately. The way he listened—like every word I said mattered. The way he smiled when he saw me, like it was the only part of his day he was looking forward to.And worse?The way my chest fluttered when he did those things."Damn it," I muttered to myself, slamming my laptop shut as Chelsea walked back into the ro
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The morning after Jeff’s confession felt like walking through fog—thick, disorienting, and impossible to escape. I kept replaying his words, the sincerity in his eyes, the way he said he’d wait for me. No pressure, no expectations. Just hope.Chelsea, ever the orchestrator, had taken it upon herself to “test” Jeff’s intentions. And while I initially resisted, part of me was grateful. I needed to see if his actions matched his words.At the office, Chelsea was unusually quiet, her eyes darting between me and the door. I raised an eyebrow. “What did you do?”She feigned innocence. “Me? Nothing. Just… maybe scheduled a meeting.”Before I could press further, the door opened, and in walked Jeff, carrying a box of pastries from my favorite bakery. He looked nervous, which was rare for him.“Morning,” he said, placing the box on my desk. “Thought you might need a pick-me-up.”I glanced at Chelsea, who was suddenly very interested in her computer screen. Turning back to Jeff, I nodded. “Than
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The weekend crept in slowly, with a silence that settled deeper than usual. I spent most of Saturday in my apartment, curled up on the couch with a book I wasn’t really reading and a cup of tea that had gone cold hours ago. My thoughts kept drifting—uninvited and relentless—back to Jeff.He had laid it all bare. No pretenses. No excuses.He wanted me back.It was still hard to wrap my head around. This was the same man who, just a year ago, looked me in the eyes and said he didn’t love me the same way anymore. The same man who signed the divorce papers without hesitation, who packed his bags and left me with only silence and echoes of everything we used to be.He chose Stella.He didn’t just leave—he left for her.And now? Now he says she couldn’t fill the space I left behind?I had questions. So many questions. And no matter how many pretty bracelets or thoughtful texts he sent, they didn’t erase the one truth I kept choking on:He left.And no matter how much he regrets it now, I st
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The days that followed felt like the start of something uncertain—but not in the terrifying way I’d once dreaded. It was a quiet sort of uncertainty. The kind that came with the possibility of growth, of redemption, of second chances not yet taken, but not entirely out of reach either.Jeff kept his word—he showed up.He didn’t push or pry. He didn’t smother me with grand gestures. Instead, he kept doing the small things. Things that felt intentional, thoughtful, familiar. A note slipped onto my desk with a reminder to eat lunch. A playlist link sent in the middle of the day with a message that simply read: Thought you’d like this one. A text every morning, every night—sometimes funny, sometimes tender, sometimes just one word: Here.And I felt it.The shift.Like we were inching back toward something we’d lost, only this time with more care. More clarity.Chelsea, ever the spy she was, didn’t let a moment pass without commentary. “You’re glowing again,” she said one morning as we sto
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The following week unfolded like a delicate dance, each step measured, each movement tentative. Jeff and I continued our cautious re-engagement, sharing brief lunches, exchanging playlists, and occasionally walking together after work. It was comfortable, familiar, yet tinged with the uncertainty of uncharted territory.One evening, as we strolled through the park near our office, Jeff turned to me with a thoughtful expression.“Demi,” he began, “there's something I've been meaning to tell you.”I glanced at him, curiosity piqued. “What is it?”He hesitated, then continued, “Stella reached out to me last week. She wanted to talk about some unresolved matters.”A chill ran down my spine. The name alone was enough to stir a whirlwind of emotions.“What did she want?” I asked, striving for composure.“She apologized for everything,” Jeff said. “She admitted to her mistakes and wanted closure.”I nodded slowly, processing his words. “And how did you feel about that?”Jeff sighed. “It was
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I didn’t realize how much tension I’d been holding in my body until Jeff wrapped his arms around me that evening.It was late. The office had long emptied, and the moon had risen, casting silver shadows over my apartment. I’d just stepped out of the shower when he texted:“Can I come over? Just to talk.”I almost said no.But something inside me—a quieter part, the part that still remembered how his voice sounded when he whispered goodnight—nudged me toward yes.So I said okay.And now, here he was. Standing barefoot in my living room, hands tucked into his pockets, looking like the same man who used to hum while making pancakes on Sunday mornings… and yet entirely different. Changed. Softer, maybe. Or just more real.“I’m sorry about yesterday,” he said, breaking the quiet. “About everything, really.”I stood near the kitchen counter, arms crossed—not out of anger, but instinct. A shield.“I know,” I replied. “And I shouldn’t have brought up Stella the way I did. That was unfair.”He
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