All Chapters of He Divorced Me On Our Anniversary: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Lena’s POVI’m in the kitchen pretending to focus on cleaning when my phone rings. John’s name flashes on the screen and my stomach drops before I even answer, because John does not call unless something is wrong.“Hey,” I say, trying to sound normal, even though my heart is already racing. “What’s going on.”There’s a pause on the other end. Not long, but heavy. “Lena,” he says, and I can hear it in his voice. The careful tone. The one he uses when he’s about to tell me something that can’t be taken back. “I need you to sit down.”I grip the edge of the counter. “Just tell me.”“I found out who sent the man to your town,” John says.My chest tightens. “Donavan, was it him? DId you miss something the first time.”“No,” he says. “Not Donavan.”My heart skips. “Then who.”“It was Maya,” John says.The room goes very quiet. I don’t speak right away because my brain refuses to accept it at first. My mouth opens but no sound comes out. “Maya,” I finally repeat. “That doesn’t make sense.”“

Ethan’s POVI didn’t plan on going to my parents I told myself I was just going to handle things on my own like I always do, like I always think I should but that voice in my head wouldn’t shut up. The one that kept saying I screwed this up so badly that I didn’t get to pretend I could fix it alone anymore.I needed them, I needed them to tell me where Lena was.I knew I messed up. I knew I believed the wrong people. I knew I let my anger and pride do the talking when I should have asked questions and listened to the woman I married and now that I finally saw how far Ryan and Maya had gone to destroy my marriage I couldn’t just sit in my house and stare at walls anymore.I wanted to make things right or at least try. I barely got my car into the driveway when the front door opened.My mother stood there like she had been waiting for me with her arms folded and that familiar look on her face that meant she already knew how this conversation was going to go.There was a smug smile on he

Lena’s POVI don’t know why I can’t sleep but something inside of me feels wrong. as if my mind is telling me that danger is closing in. I lie on my side staring at the wall hoping that this feeling will go away. Keenan is asleep on the couch because he said he wanted to stay close to the front door even though we both know that doesn’t really mean anything if someone actually wants to get in.I press my hand to my stomach out of habit feeling my baby moves a little and I let out a shaky breath that small movement is the only thing that feels real lately.The phone on the table hasn’t ring which is a good thing right? But the man John said was watching from a distance hasn’t checked in and everything feels too quiet in a way that makes my skin crawl.I swing my legs off the bed and walk into the living room. Keenan shifts when he hears me. “You okay?” he asks still half asleep.“I can’t sleep,” I say. “My head won’t shut up.” I reply honestly.He sits up and rubs his face. “You want s

Lena’s POVI wake up because my body hurts. It feels as if a train had hit me and for a few seconds I don’t open my eyes. I just breathe and try to figure out where I am. The air smells like rust, mold and saltwater all mixed together and my mouth tastes like metal.When I try to move my arms it hits me.I’m tied, my eyes snap open.The roof above me is cracked and stained, patches of black and brown covered the roof and pieces of it look like they might fall if someone slams a door too hard. There were light coming in through the broken windows as if the sun doesn’t want to be here.My wrists are bound tight above my head with rope. It digs into my skin every time I move. My ankles are tied too, just loose enough that I can shift, but not enough to get any real leverage.Panic hits hard and fast.My chest tightens, my breathing goes shallow and for a second, all I can hear is my own heartbeat pounding in my ears.No. No no no.I try to sit up and a wave of dizziness almost knocks me

Lena’s POVI don’t know how long I have been out but when I come back to myself, it’s slow, like my body is swimming up from deep under water and every part of me feels heavy. My head hurts, mymouth is dry, my arms feel stiff and sore and when I try to move them pain shoots up my shoulders and makes me suck in a sharp breath before I can stop myself.That is when I remember where I am.Black Hollow.The smell of damp concrete and salt. The sound of water dripping somewhere far away and the ropes pushing into my wrists and ankles.I open my eyes and regret it right away because the light hurts. It’s not bright, just harsh compared to the darkness I was in. I blink until shapes starts to make sense.The cracked walls and rusted metal along with an old chair tipped on its side and atable that looks like it hasn’t been touched in years.And then Maya.She is sitting a few feet away like she is waiting for a bus her legs crossed, phone in her hand, scrolling through something like this is