Lahat ng Kabanata ng He Divorced Me On Our Anniversary: Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

Maya’s POV I wasn’t supposed to be here that’s what he said stay invisible and stay controlled don’t make noise. I agreed I even meant it for a while but that was before I saw them before I saw what they are pretending to be now a family.I sit in the car with the engine off the night wrapped tightly around me the house just visible through the trees. The lights inside are warm and soft the kind of light people choose when they feel safe I hate it.My fingers tighten around the steering wheel as I watch the front window my eyes barely blinking he’s there of course he is.Ethan.Moving around like he belongs there like nothing ever happened like he didn’t walk away from everything we were building together like he didn’t choose her again.My jaw tightens. “She doesn’t even deserve that life,” I whisper under my breath.Because she doesn’t she never did she just got lucky that’s all Lena has ever been lucky.Lucky that people felt sorry for her, that she was always in the right place at

Lena’s POVThe ocean looks the same that is the strange part after everything that has happened after everything that changed the waves still roll in the same way steady and endless like nothing in the world has shifted at all.I stand on the porch with Eli in my arms, holding him close against my chest as the breeze brushes gently against his soft hair. He stirs slightly but doesn’t wake his tiny fingers curled against me like he already knows this is where he was safest and for a moment I just stand there breathing letting everything settle or at least trying to because my life doesn’t look anything like it did a few months ago not even close.My father is alive that thought still feels strange in my mind like something I haven’t fully allowed myself to understand yet. He’s here somewhere close trying in his own quiet way to be part of my life again without forcing it.The people who destroyed my family are finally falling the truth is out the lies are breaking apart one by one and

Ethan’s POVI’ve never felt this sure about anything in my life.Not business deals.Not investments.Not even the company I built from the ground up.Those things took planning. Strategy. Risk.This?This feels simple.Not easy.But simple.I stand on the porch, looking out over the water as the early morning light spreads across the island. The place already looks different than it did weeks ago. Cleaner. Brighter. Alive in a way it hasn’t been in years.And it’s only the beginning.Behind me, I hear the door open softly.I don’t need to turn to know it’s her.Lena steps out, her movements slower this early in the morning, her hair loose around her shoulders, Eli resting against her chest. He’s half asleep, his tiny hand curled into her shirt like he refuses to let go.The sight of them hits me the same way it always does now.Deep.Quiet.Permanent.“You’re up early,” she says, her voice still soft from sleep.I glance back at her, a small smile pulling at my mouth.“Couldn’t sleep

Keenan’s POVI never thought I’d be the kind of guy who noticed things like curtains or kitchen counters or whether a couch felt like home or just something to sit on but here I am standing in the middle of my living room staring at a throw pillow like it personally offended me.“That pillow has done nothing to you,” James says from behind me.I glance over my shoulder.He’s leaning against the doorway arms crossed watching me with that calm, amused expression he always has when he thinks I’m being dramatic.Which is often.“It’s the color,” I reply, frowning slightly. “It doesn’t match anything.”“It’s gray,” he says.“Exactly.”He lets out a quiet laugh and pushes himself off the wall, walking into the room like he owns it which he kind of does now or at least half of it that thought should feel weird it doesn’t it feels right.“You bought this place,” he says, picking up the pillow and tossing it casually onto the couch. “You don’t get to complain about the furniture you chose.”“I

Lena’s POVI wake up slowly not because something startled me not because my body is already tense before I even open my eyes just naturally the kind of waking that feels soft instead of sharp for a second, I stay still, my mind not fully catching up yet my body still wrapped in that warm, quiet space between sleep and being awake then I feel it warmth.My breath catches slightly as my eyes open and there he is Ethan, right beside me.His arm draped loosely around my waist, his chest rising and falling steadily against my back, his face relaxed in sleep in a way I haven’t seen in a long time.I don’t move, I don’t pull away, I don’t panic I just look at him and wait for that familiar rush of fear.That instinct to create distance.That voice in my head telling me this is too much, too fast, too dangerous but it doesn’t come not this time instead there’s something else something softer and quieter.My eyes trace over his face slowly, taking in the small details I used to know by heart.