Divorced Besties Novels & Stories

I stared at Hayden in disbelief — confused, disappointed, and angry–then strode out with heavy steps toward my room. “Katlyn!” Hayden called after me. “Let her,” his father said, stopping him. Inside my room, I grabbed my phone. The comments were blowing up everywhere. She’s a flirt. Why would Katlyn steal her best friend’s ex? They’re enemies, right? How did they end up married? They met at a club. Look at this video. That video had over a million views. I tapped it. There I was, hair being pulled, wine flying into Hayden’s face. The whole world was watching.

I could kiss my best friend right now right in the lips!! Only, I'm not gay and she would probably kill me. If I did that, she would definitely definitely definitely murder me. She was the epitome of pretty hurts "You deserve to be spoiled,” Ruth insists, thrusting a gift card for a spa session into my hand. Her no-nonsense stare silences my protests before they even begin. “Go,” she says firmly, “and let yourself feel good for once.” Forty, divorced, and starting over—I never thought this would be my reality. The ink on the papers is barely dry and the weight of an unhappy marriage finally lifted.

There was none of the awkwardness or distance people expected from a divorced couple, and more than a few people noticed. Whispers quickly spread through the room as curious looks followed them. "I had no idea Mr. Zephyr and Ms. Sinclair were ever together. I'd never heard anything about it." "I only recently heard they got divorced. So why do they suddenly look so close again? Did they get back together?" "Who knows? But they definitely don't look like typical exes." "Maybe that's why FutureDrive and Nova Nine are working together." Amelia ignored the whispers and kept her expression calm.

But maybe I was just a distraction to dull the pain of his wife’s betrayal. Even then, I didn't give up. I believed Paul and I shared something special. The love had left his marriage ages ago, there was nothing left there to salvage. And Lexi, yes, she was my best friend, but in time she'd understand. I wasn't the cause of their impending divorce; her mother's infidelity was.

“I am glad you can see that, mom.” She said with a laugh. “Tell me it isn’t his!” her mother demanded loudly. “Well, I can tell you that it is my husband's,” Bailey said with a smile. “Husband?” her father finally asked. “See, I got married a few months ago to the most perfect man,” Bailey said. Max laughed. “And I got married to the most wonderful woman,” Max said. “No, no, no, This can’t be happening.” Her mother said as she shook her head. “Look, you two can get divorced.”

"Why am I being asked this question?" "Because when you undergo divorce, you allow your other spouse to leave with her children or you take custody of them. But she's here. She's living with you and even hosting your dinner together. How unconventional. What's the gist, Michael? Tell me. I am your best friend, remember?" "There is nothing to tell." I gritted out. "Besides, we are no longer best friends. We stopped being best friends when you decided to take sides with Jennifer who cheated on me. Friends don't do that."

“How does it feel to be finally divorced, Calvin?” I rolled my eyes at him. “Well, so far so good.” “What sort of a question is that, man?” Kylie, my other friend replied. “It’s a divorce at the end of the day. And divorces are not rosy.” “Yes, mine wasn’t either.” I said. “Come on, man.” Jonathan said, “You hated Cassie, remember? Good riddance. Look at Becky. She’s your woman now. Aren’t you happy?” “I am.”

, that was true. Becky was one woman I dated that loved working, she was the best person to meet for business plans and advices. I smiled, "Away from me a little, let's talk about you". .She shrugged, "Well I'm divorced, with no kids thank God". "Divorced? when did you get married that you got divorced?". "A year after we broke up, met a rich black man, signed a prenup and got married, 6 months later I find him inches in a man; he was gay".

She pulled back, studying my face. “So? Did you get what you wanted?” I smiled. “Betty signed the divorce papers. I signed them too. Now we just have to wait for everything to be finalized.” Jewel's face lit up. “Finally!” She kissed me, and I returned it, grateful that we no longer had to hide our relationship. “I'll propose properly once the divorce is final,” I told her. She grinned. “You better do that, I've waited long enough.” I laughed, drawing her into another kiss.

" Do you know the best thing about divorcing you was?" I stayed silent cause I didn't think I needed to answer her. She continued, "It was to get away from all the chaos that your mother and sister put me through, and now, now your wannabe Mrs Millian is giving me a headache. Fix it!" She yelled while walking towards the door, opening it, " Go home. I can't stand to see your face right now."