All Chapters of MY EX WANTS ME BACK: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The drive to my house was painfully quiet. Zephyr kept both hands on the steering wheel.he looked annoyed the whole time. I hated silence. Especially this kind. When we reached my house, he walked me to the front door. Neither of us spoke until we stepped inside. He finally turned to me. "Who was that?" I blinked. "You know who he was." "I know his name." His voice remained calm. "I want to know who he is to you." I took a slow breath. "Abe..." I looked down at my hands. "...is the ex I told you about." Silence. "The toxic one?" I nodded. "The one who used to make comments about your body?" Another nod. "The one who cheated?" "Flirted with other women." He exhaled slowly. "I see." I walked into the living room. "I should've told you we were working together." "You should have." There wasn't any anger in his voice. Just disappointment. Somehow that hurt more. "I didn't know how." Before I could say anything else, Zephyr's eyes drifted toward the dining

Diane's POVBy Friday evening, almost everyone had gone home.The office floor, usually alive with ringing phones and hurried conversations, had fallen into a peaceful silence.Only a handful of lights remained on.Including mine.I rubbed my eyes as another spreadsheet blurred together."You're still here?"His voice startled me.I looked up.Abe stood outside my office holding two paper coffee cups.I sighed."You have a habit of sneaking up on people.""I knocked.""I didn't hear you.""I figured."He stepped inside and placed one cup on my desk."I remembered."I frowned."I didn't ask for coffee.""No."He smiled."But you're drinking caramel lattes again."I blinked."I switched back after college.""I noticed."Of course he had.I stared at the cup for a long moment before taking it."...Thank you.""You're welcome."He glanced at the stack of files covering my desk."Still working on the Hamilton proposal?""You know I am.""I finished my part."I narrowed my eyes."Are you br

-----20minutes later I opened the door " im ready tho im not sure this is appropriate but like" "you look amazing diane" "thank you partner" we ate, laughed and it felt really good. I mean it was exactly how we pictured our lives to be. we finished dinner and thought that would be the end of it but of course it's abe he can be unpredictable. "ohh I love this song" he stood "may I have a dance señorita" "yes you can and when did you learn Spanish" "just been using duolingo" we danced and it felt like what I have been missing was given back to me. 30 mi it's later we called it a night and he escorted me to my hotel room. He dropped me off. " well I had an amazing time Abe" " me two diane see you tomorrow bye" " bye" 15 minutes later I heard a knock on my door. " who is that" " its abe " what? what was he looking for? did he leave something with me or what. " did you forget something" " no please I just need you to come out" " what happened" I

Abe's povI knew something was wrong the moment Diane stepped into the office Monday morning.She wasn't just avoiding me anymore.She looked...broken.The light that usually lived in her eyes had disappeared.She walked past my office without even noticing I was standing there.No polite nod.No brief smile.Nothing.Just silence.My stomach twisted.Something had happened after we got home.Something bad.Marcus noticed me staring."You've been looking at the hallway for five minutes."I didn't answer."Go after her.""I don't think I should."He frowned."That's new.""I've done enough chasing."I rubbed my forehead."I think I made everything worse."---For the next few hours, I barely concentrated on work.Every time I caught sight of Diane through the glass walls of her office, she was staring blankly at her laptop.Not typing.Not reading.Just...Existing.It wasn't like her.At lunchtime I made up my mind.Not to speak to her.Not after everything.Instead, I took out a shee

Diane's pov Hospitals had a way of making time feel meaningless. The white walls. The antiseptic smell. The endless stream of nurses walking briskly past. Somewhere beyond the double doors... Zephyr was fighting for his life. And I couldn't do a single thing about it. I sat in one of the uncomfortable waiting room chairs, my hands clasped so tightly together my knuckles had turned white. Sarah sat beside me. Naomi sat across from us. Neither of them had tried to convince me to leave. They knew it would be pointless. I wasn't going anywhere. Not until I saw him. Not until I knew he was okay. If he was okay. The thought alone made my chest tighten. My phone buzzed. I looked down. Mom. I declined the call. A minute later... Another buzz. Work. Then another. Marcus. I turned the phone face down on my lap. Nothing outside these hospital walls mattered anymore. Not meetings. Not deadlines. Not presentations. Nothing. Sarah qui