Longing For My Ex-Wife
she said, brushing back a stray curl.
Their son giggled, wriggling even more as she fussed over him, and Anika and Jamie, now teenagers, joined in the commotion, helping set the table and arrange flowers. The siblings teased each other good-naturedly, their voices echoing through the house with warmth and familiarity. It was a moment of pure domestic joy, filled with chatter, laughter, and the occasional clatter of plates and utensils.
Bab Populer