Divorced Besties Novels & Stories

She said, tears of joy pouring out. Elara patted her back slowly, “it's nothing. After all, you are still my sister and best friend!” Rachel nodded, at least when the time for her divorce came, she had someone to lean on and a business to manage. At least even if there is no deep love— there is hope.

They got intimate? "Damn it.".he gritted between his teeth. Why would they make out when they had just few weeks to go? He'd been so happy when his informant reported that they barely lived like couples in the house. It gave him hope that Adira wouldn't have a difficult time moving on when they divorce. So, why the hell were they getting intimate with just little time left? He rose to his feet, inserting his hands in his trouser pockets and pacing round his office. What if they become too attached and cancel the divorce plans?

I don’t want to end up ruining Madam Helen’s party because of this jerk. Madam Helen cleared her throat noisily and the whispers stopped. “Though they are divorced, Caleb is still a member of our family. They separated because they realized that they were never meant to be, but that doesn’t stop them from being friends,” Madam Helen snapped, and everyone nodded their heads, buying their lies. “Rosy Connor and I are divorced, but we are still childhood friends; I hope you understand,” Caleb added, and the guests agreed with him. No one mentioned anything concerning us anymore.

The mansion looms behind me, huge and cold and suddenly not mine at all. I don’t look back insted I pull my phone out with shaking hands and open my messages. Maya. My best friend. Or at least I thought she was. My fingers hover over the screen for a second before I type. He asked me for a divorce. Tonight. I don’t know what happened. I’m leaving. The message sends. Three little dots appear almost immediately. My chest tightens with a tiny spark of hope. Her reply comes fast. You deserve it you are a whore.

We tried to make it work, but in the end, we couldn't. I knew that my loved ones would be hurt by our divorce, but I also knew that it was the best thing for all of us. They deserved to see us that way as they knew us, even if that meant we weren't together. I was determined to make the best of the situation, to be a good person to everyone out there, and to find happiness for myself.

“Of course. I remember she got married recently, right? She’ll probably have her baby soon too. Maybe I’ll even get invited to the baby’s first birthday party someday.” Back in high school, Vivian had been Navia’s closest friend. Later, Vivian went abroad to study and met her current husband there. Not long ago, she had even messaged Navia congratulations before the wedding. Even though they lived far apart now, Navia still firmly believed they remained best friends. But Wendy hesitated strangely before speaking again. “…Then you probably don’t know Vivian already got divorced.” Navia froze. “Divorced?” Wendy sighed sympathetically. “Not just divorced. I heard the man she married—the so-call

“And she has established an NGO that brings divorced women and young ladies together. Her divorce was a stepping stone for her great achievement. I can’t wait to see her again.” Debby continued “I am very proud of what Sarah has become without you.” I admitted my fault but she didn’t have to rub it on my face. Do I have to remind her that she should understand that I am her brother and Sarah was my wife? Why was Debby so delighted about Sarah’s achievement? Talking about this further will make me break down and spill how I felt about my divorce. Debby warned me especially when she got to know that I got hitched with Laura who happens to be Sarah’s best friend. Debby wasn’t helping at this po

“Get enough for both of us. Then maybe a little extra.” Sidney laughed, heat swelling color into her cheeks. She pulled the wine onto her tongue to feel the acidity in the flavor bite at her taste buds. “At least you can get along with your ex,” Sidney redirected, tensing her jaw. “Aiden and I can barely be close enough to exchange Cameron.” “Is it better to not be able to quit your ex but also not be with him or to have your ex hate your guts?” “They both sound pretty stupid,” Sidney said. “That is why we have the Divorced Wives Club.”

“What’s wrong? You two haven’t been talking since I left?” “No. I don’t think there’s a thing to talk about with him.” “Hey.” Keene held my arm. “Something is going on between you two, and it wouldn’t just disappear because of a misunderstanding or a mistake. Big or not. That’s why we have this so-called communication. Fix this. You know what you two have is special and you might not find it anywhere or anytime. That’s the reason why I forced myself to stay away from you. It was not because I don’t care about you, or I don’t love you because I will always love you. You are my best friend—that would never change. Nothing’s gonna break what we have, even this freaking divorce. I left because I

"He said to me, 'they want to interview us', he failed to mention the fact that he wanted the 'they' to have my head with his as well." Christina laughed and pointed to the both of them keeping her professional posture and that smile that never seemed to drop. "Well, it's clear you two are a team!" "A great team we are," Bellamy said threading his fingers with Robyns and she just smiled at his actions but looked at Christina shrugging her shoulder. "Bringing us to our question, why did the best youngest couple get a divorce?"