My Ex-Husband's Regret
And just like he had predicted, Freya turned around quickly, ready to walk away.
“Freya wait!” Diego yelled, stretching his hand towards her in reflex.
Freya, recognizing the futility of escape since he had already spotted her, pivoted to face him, her gaze meeting his.
As soon as she cast her eyes on him, Freya's heart skipped a beat, her breath catching in her throat. Diego stood still by the pool, his bare chest glistening with droplets of water that sparkled like diamonds in the moonlight. His maroon swim shorts, now a crimson in the moonlight, clung to his legs, highlighting his athletic physique. His dark hair was slicked back, revealing the majestic sweep of his forehead and the silve
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