Dear Ex Do I Know You Novels & Stories

I turned to the driver and asked him to stay here with Leo, as I stepped out of the car and walked toward Calvin. Smiling, he nodded at me, "Hello, ma'am." I nodded back. "What is it, Calvin?" "This is about Mr Dominic madam. I find out that, he is your ex-lover?" He raised his brow at me. I blinked. His question seemed pointless and this topic? We massed that phase, right? All of us. And he is here to tell me this? I frowned. "Did you call me to say this only?" I asked.

From an unknown number. I see you.

"Oh NO!Stop right there,grab it for a minute, maybe from m-q, because you know why? you never took time to know me well after you did what you did, i.doubt you even reached the letter q am referring to, maybe let's use the letter 'M', how about that? huh? All i know is that i tried, i cared and i never stopped caring, that's all i kn..oh no there's a traffic jam there,i'll use the long cut there, am going now,are you in or you still waiting for that someone whom i know it's not a someone"?...... "Was that even hard"Uhhm...not really, i mean yes i am going to town but not now, uhhm i am currently waiting for someone,so yeah thank you very much".

But before I can say more, a shadow falls across our table. I don’t need to look up. My body already knows. Wait, how does my body already know? “And what,” Damian’s voice cuts in smoothly, “is the fiancée of Damian Westwood doing with her ex?” The words freeze the air. My heart stutters. I turn slowly. How does he know Aiden is my ex? His expression is composed. Calm. Almost bored, but his eyes are sharp. Aiden stands, defensive. “I don’t know who you think you are,” he says, “but I know you’re a mistake for her.”

It wasn’t just the touches, the kisses, or the late-night whispers—it was the way he knew me, the way he understood exactly what I wanted. “Yes, Ezekiel,” I murmured to myself, my smile growing wider. “You are the man for me.” I exhaled slowly, feeling more confident than ever. My fingers moved across the screen as I began typing a reply. Me: Yes, you know exactly what I want. I think now no one knows me better than you. Before sending, I paused, glancing back at the mirror. An idea formed in my mind, and a mischievous smile crept onto my lips. Slowly, I arched my back, pushing my curves forward, tilting my head slightly to the side.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Dear K, This world is full of garbage. You are an angel, stuck amongst us trash. But I would never let their dirty fingers touch you. And I would never let my own do the same. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Dear K, Don’t ask me how I know, I just do. I can’t explain it, but it’s true. Please don’t worry about what I’ll do,

she doesn't have any will to live anymore. "How did you get my number by the way?" "From Alastar–" "Oh fuck it," she blurted out. Cassian didn't say anything after that while Catherine rolled her eyes. She's feeling so miserable earlier, but now, she could swear that she's a bitch who could slap her now ex-boyfriend anytime she wants. "Where do you plan to go now?" Catherine looked at the man who took her away, his jaw tightened as his Adam's apple moved when he swallowed hard.

“And a father for my son.” I gulped down the unease rising inside me and summoned the courage to speak. “Wow. You must be very desperate to put up with this charade. Mr. Dante? I thought I knew you better than this.” He let out a soft laugh. “I guess you didn’t know me well, my dear ex-wife.” He took a step closer, the solemn piano music in the lounge matching the mood, and I would bet anything he had the pianist play that on purpose. “That I could go to any length to get to the truth.”

The betrayal cut deep, slicing through the trust that had once bound them together. "I trusted you, Rita! I trusted you enough to share every detail of my marriage, and all this time you were fucking my husband behind my back. What kind of friend does that?" Stacy's voice rose, fueled by a mix of fury and heartbreak. Her eyes blurred with tears and her words trembled with the weight of her emotions. But Rita only chuckled in response, an insolent defiance etched upon her face.

I asked calmly “Cause I know you too well, those three might not know but I know, it's written all over you” “He's probably never going to love me back” I muttered sadly “Nhhh, he will trust me” “You think so?” “I know so” He smiled “Dell?” “Hmm?” He hummed looking at me “Have you ever been in love?” “In love?” “Hmm” I nodded “Yeah” “Really with who?” “She will probably never know” He shrugged “I think you should tell her trust me” “You think so?” He laughed “Hmm” I nodded “Then I will” He smiled, his cute dimples adding to his beauty