Taking Back My Ex-wife

Mirellas POV“Please, Nikolai…don’t do this, we can still fix this okay, I can forgive you and then we can go back to how it always was,” I whispered.“She’s pregnant Mirella,” he admits, not a morsel of guilt in his eyes, no warmth.The room went silent.Candlelight flickered between us, catching the reflection of my trembling hands. I opened my mouth but no sound came out. My heart pounded so loudly I could barely hear my own thoughts.“She’s what?” I finally whispered.“I’m pretty sure you heard me the first time.”Each word hit like a million arrows.My stomach twisted, my heart in practical pieces. “No, you, that can’t,“ I let out a shaky laugh. “Nikolai, we’ve, we’ve been trying for years..you said we’d go to the clinic again next month, you.. You promised me Nikolai.”His jaw clenched. “Exactly, we’ve been trying for years, enough is enough woman, this isn’t about that.”“Then what is it about?” I demanded, my voice breaking. “You promised me. You said we were in this together.

Mirella's POVA MONTH LATER“No, I haven’t turned on the television Tessa, is something wrong?” I asked, worry etched on my face.It’s been a month since my divorce and the pain still felt as fresh as it did on that very day. Andreas was at work, so I was the only one left in the house.“What do you mean? I shouldn’t freak out, you’re scaring me Tessa, I’m just going to,“ I turned it on and my eyes widened in complete shock when I saw what was on.It was Nikolai and Liora on live television. They were getting married in a weeks' time!I mean I knew marriage had to come eventually but.. I didn’t think it would be this soon, it’s only been one month.I stared ahead, my eyes glued to the screen, tears slowly welling up in my eyes.Tessa frantically called for me over the phone, asking if I was okay.“I’ll call you back Tessa, okay?” And with that I cut the line off. I just couldn’t, I wasn’t myself, I hadn’t been myself in a long time.Without giving it a second thought, I rushed out of

Mirellas pov“How are you feeling, Mirella?” Jaxon asked, worry evident in his tone. Referring to me being absolutely torn apart on live television. “I’m fine Jaxon.” An obvious lie, but I hated making him worry so much, I made the stupid decision to go over there and this is just me having to deal with the consequences, I just thought maybe I could fix things and everything would go back to normal. That was a stupid dream I spat at myself, the fresh hurt of Nikolai’s betrayal stung.“Mirella, you are not okay..” his voice softer , “I’m sorry I’m not there right now. If I was, none of this shit would be happening right now, especially that skanky bitch he got on the side. How dare she fucking touch you, I swear I’m gonna.”“Jaxon, please…just leave it, I can fight my own battles, I’m not a little girl anymore, I don’t need you fighting my battles for me, I will take care of it, okay? I’ve learnt my lessons, trust me, nothing like this will ever happen again” I said to him, a new dete

Mirellas povThe first headline I see that morning makes me nauseous.‘MARCELI HEIR CONFIRMED — LIORA HALE SPOTTED LEAVING CEO’S PENTHOUSE’I stare at my phone, wishing this was all just a horrible nightmare and I’d wake up any second now, sadly my wish did not come true.“Turn it off.” Tessa says from the kitchen counter. “You’re doom scrolling again, and from what I can tell on your face, you just saw something you really don’t like.”“I just woke up, and I have raging morning sickness, so that might be the discovery on my face.”“You just woke up and already torturing yourself. Impressive.”I drop the phone face down, “they’re really milking it.”“Fuck them, they can rot in hell for all I care and you should be saying the same.”she slides a mug towards me. “Drink.”“I don’t want tea.” I whine.“Girl, you’re pregnant, you don’t get opinions, drink.”I snort at her comment. “You’re awful.”“Aww, I love you too girl,.” She then jumps on the couch, now next me. “Now back to what you we

Mirella’s POV “He said what?!” Tessa literally screamed, her voice reaching every tiny crease of the small cozy cafe we were currently in. She had dragged me out of the house to ‘get me out of the rut I was starting to sink in’ whatever that meant. Her words, not mine. We had ended up in this small cafe down the street from her workplace. ‘Cozy corner brews’ Tessa worked in a design firm, she was an interior design assistant, we had the same design degree, just that I, never pursued mine. I was busy playing the perfect stepford wife. I quickly slammed her mouth shut with my palm while mumbling small apologies to everyone in the cafe as their annoyed and concerned faces were all turned towards us. She licks my hand in weird swirls causing me to let go immediately in disgust. “Ewwww.” I grimaced with a giggle. “Oh shut up, you wish Andreas’s tongue did that to your clit last night, didn’t you?.” She teased, with a huge smile on her face. “Tessa!” I cautioned. She giggles a