Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret
Amore was here, and I couldn’t wait to hold her.
Inside, the living room was warm. Grace stood by the kitchen island, her red blazer crisp, typing on her tablet. Ryan was sprawled on a couch, his sneakers off, joking with his sister, Lena, who was braiding Amore’s curls. Amore sat on the floor, her stuffed bunny in her lap, her eyes red from crying.
“Mommy!” she yelled, jumping up when she saw me. She ran over, her small arms wrapping around my waist, her face pressed into my stomach. Tears wet my shirt, and my heart broke.
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