Divorced Besties Novels & Stories

After a few uncomfortable minutes, Amara and Selene took a few shots to take the edge off and after a few more, they were lively and bubbly again. Amara had just finished telling Selene what had been going on for the past month and how she had hit rock bottom in her marriage. "Tell me about it!" Amara sighed in agreement. "You know what? Fuck Brandon and his bitch! Let's have fun and get laid." Selene said standing up to give her best friend another shot. Amara stared at her in horror. "Selene! I'm a married woman please." "That's not marriage babe. Trust me you deserve better!" Selene encouraged as she stretched her hand with the vodka shot in her hand.

He held my hands. "Why?" There came the tears. "Why? Lorenzo, why? After everything we've survived together. After 21 years of marriage. Why?! Why my best friend?!" Lorenzo scanned the hallway and saw people staring at us. He probably felt the shame I felt a few minutes ago. "And Catherine. You are supposed to be my friend." The tears filled my face, and I tasted the fluid dripping from my nose. Lorenzo asking me for a divorce was not as painful as finding out that he was dating my best friend.

“You got divorced, right? Separated after six years?” “Yes,” I say. “Right now, we’re amicable. Coparenting.” “But you two are not in a relationship?” I shake my head. A visible look of relief washes over her. “I quite like Tristan. He’s a very handsome man. I was divorced recently, too. Very ugly affair. My ex-husband was a mess. He cheated on me multiple times, you know. He said that I was far too busy and he needed attention. I served it right to him and left his ass when I finally found the strength. I’ve been having one night stands since then.”

' Nancy asked. 'We did not get around to that because Phoebe came and we had to make our excuses and leave. But I must confess I have so many questions I need answers to'. 'Do you think she wants to get back with you?' 'I'm not sure but I think that she might want us to be friends'. 'But like f that is the case, then it is a good thing isn't it?' Nancy asked. 'Do you really think that?' 'There are cases of divorced partners becoming best of friends'.

Before the Christmas holidays, the four of us besties from Kingsley City held a vote. We had one question on the table: should Mia Williams be allowed to join our tight-knit friend group? I thought my friends and my boyfriend would vote no, just like me. After all, Mia had ulterior motives. She had repeatedly mocked and provoked me, all while shamelessly flirting with my boyfriend. However, I could not have been more wrong. My childhood friend, Jason Miller, remained calm as he said, “I vote yes. Mia is great in every way. Jenna, your jealousy is getting out of hand.” My best friend, Lily Wilson, immediately backed him up. “Exactly! Jenna, you can’t be so selfish. You don’t get to deci

he suggested. I nodded, offering a smile in response. Later in the day at my workplace, I virtually connected with Mrs. Abby. Engaging in conversation with her was both enjoyable and enlightening. Our dialogue was extensive, allowing us to glean insights into each other's lives. I discovered that she was divorced due to her spouse's inability to adapt to her demanding schedule. Feeling isolated, he chose to end their marriage, a decision she accepted given her unwavering commitment to her career. She said it was never her fault she got successful, it was his fault that he felt threatened by it.

She finally turns and looks at him with a smile, " Even if right in front of my eyes, you two have sex and say you don't have anything to bother... I swear... I don't care! I will leave once you are ready to give me the divorce papers. So don't panic. It's fine. I will return home!" " What nonsense are you talking about? There is nothing - No who is that man?" He asks, almost furious. " Oh- He is my best friend. I heard his wife is being slightly nonsense..So I decided to console him... I will be late, I think!" Vincent's eyes widen in shock and disbelief. " You what?" "You heard that right. Anyway, go to the kitchen. I am sure your best friend needs you more. Like my best friend needs me ri

Wade told her. “No.” She shook her head vehemently. “I don’t want you thinking of him that way. It’s not fair. Jimmy Don was a good man, honestly he was. He just wasn’t a good husband after a while. But even after the divorce we were still best friends. We were better friends than we were spouses, actually.” Wade scratched his head. “Since that doesn’t make sense to me, I’ll take your word for it.” “Good.” She nodded sharply. “And we’ll forget about sex.”

Two years of marriage, reduced to a single suitcase and a three-paragraph note. My phone buzzes again. Leon calling. This time, I turn it off. "Another round, ladies?" The bartender at the Four Seasons gestures to the nearly empty bottle of champagne chilling in the ice bucket. Victoria Sterling, my former best friend, raises her glass with a laugh that's too loud and too sharp. "Absolutely. We're celebrating, after all." Amanda Cross leans back in her chair, surveying the crowded restaurant with satisfaction. "I still can't believe she actually did it. Aria Hart, filing for divorce. Who saw that coming?"

“He was so passionate. He even ripped my underwear off. He’s never done that before.” “Shit. So it was that good?” “It was that good.” She groans. “I’m getting hot thinking about creepy face Zade and his cheating ass.” I laugh. “Girl, truth is the truth. You get your best friend pregnant while married? You’re a cheater.” “So what are you gonna do?” “I’m going through with the divorce.” “That’s my girl. Don’t let that man con you back with some good dick.” I laugh. “You are something else.”