All Chapters of Falling For My Ex-Husband's Best Friend: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Kyrell paced his loft apartment in downtown San Francisco, the glow of the city lights painting sharp angles across the sleek hardwood floors. He had spent the past week calling Eden incessantly; each ring met with silence, each voicemail ignored. Every time her name flashed on his phone, a mixture of frustration and longing twisted inside him. He ran a hand through his dark hair, tugging at it in disbelief. How could someone he wanted more than air itself be so distant, so evasive?A deep sigh escaped him as he sank onto the couch, the soft leather welcoming his tension. He thought back to Saturday night, the bachelor party, and Eden’s laugh echoing in his ears like a melody he couldn’t forget. That night, she had smiled at him in a way that was both bold and shy, the kind of smile that made him forget breathing. And then the words she had blurted out so quickly.God, he was in love with her.“I don’t understand,” he muttered to hi

“Why don’t you stay the night? It’s really late.” Eden heard herself say it before she could stop the words.They slipped out quietly and too quickly, breaking the silence hanging between them. The night outside her apartment glimmered faintly with city lights, the sound of distant traffic rising and falling like a pulse beneath the stillness.Kyrell froze by the car parked at the curb, the sleek black Mercedes, polished to perfection and gleaming under the dim streetlamp. The glow caught the edge of his jawline, the faint hint of exhaustion beneath his eyes.He turned slowly, his gaze soft and searching.“You don’t have to worry about me, Eden,” he said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to warm the space between them. “I’ll be fine.”She swallowed. She could have let him go. She should have. He said he was just from a meeting and had only stopped by to check in on her. He was p

“You should get the door, Eddie,” Tessa spoke first, her voice lazy from her mid-morning indulgence.“Why me?” Eden protested, pouting as she scooped a generous spread of strawberry cream onto her bagel.“Because you’re literally closest to it,” Tessa replied, talking through a mouthful of blueberry muffin.The bell rang again.“Ugh, fine!” Eden huffed, setting her plate down and shooting Tessa a glare before stomping off toward the door.As Eden walked across the living room, the bell stopped ringing. She paused, one hand on the knob.“Seriously?” She muttered under her breath. “Did they already leave?”She opened the door cautiously; the crisp San Francisco air greeted her. But there was no one there. The front step was empty.She stepped out onto the porch, her loose white tee fluttering in the breeze. Her eyes swept left and right—no courier

Thirty minutes later, they were inside the dim, musty interior of the old building.The tour group shuffled along narrow corridors lit only by flickering lanterns. Dust hung in the air. Somewhere ahead, the guide’s voice droned about tragic stage accidents and whispers behind the curtains.Eden stayed close beside him, every small creak of the wooden floor making her jump.He tried not to laugh, but it was impossible not to notice how tightly she was holding her coat around herself, her shoulders tense. A faint squeak echoed from above, and she gasped, inching even closer.“Relax,” Kyrell murmured, leaning toward her. “It’s just an old building. It&

Tessa had finally wrapped up the day’s chores, and the apartment smelled faintly of lemon polish and fresh laundry. She sank onto the soft beige couch, a large glass bowl of salted caramel popcorn in her lap and a chilled glass of freshly squeezed apple juice resting on the side table. The late morning sunlight filtered in through the half-open curtains, casting warm stripes across the wooden floor.With a contented sigh, she scrolled through the streaming apps until she landed on the Korean drama series she had been meaning to watch for the last few months but somehow never got around to watching. Settling cross-legged on the couch, she tossed a handful of popcorn into her mouth and let herself relax. But in that moment, a sharp, insistent knock pierced the quiet.Her eyes snapped toward the door. Who could it be? she wondered. Usually, it was Kyrell visiting Eden, but both of them were supposed to be at the wedding today. Could they have come back earl