Her Perfect Life After Divorce Novels & Stories

She breathed out. Her life felt so perfect it scared her so much. She had the husband of her dreams. He did everything right, and almost always said the right thing. It was as if she was some in some kind of fairytale dream and soon enough she’d wake up then it would all be gone. She fixed her hair and sat down as he showered. *** In Suncity, Love scrolled on her f******k lying on her bed. She paused coming across a post by some motivational speaker.

Jake completed for her, his voice soft yet firm. Amelia nodded, her gaze falling to her lap. “And then he asked for a divorce. Just like that, everything I believed was unbreakable shattered.” Jake’s jaw clenched, his expression turning serious. “Then today, we show him the person you’ve become. We will face this, Amelia. Together.” *****

“Then why have you been so weird lately? Why didn’t you tell me about this?” She was silent for a moment and I continued. “Everyone thinks you two are the perfect couple! And you look happy about it!” “It’s just a job,” she repeated, trying to keep her voice steady. “It’s part of the campaign.” “You agreed to a proposal where you kiss your ex-husband? Where you look like you’re in love?” I asked Her face hardened. “ You know It’s not your business what I do with my life, Matt.” “Not my business? I thought you loved me. Was that a lie?”

She dropped her bags on the nearby bed and crossed her arms, her eyes swirling with different emotions at a time. " Ethan.....I want a divorce"

She knew I wanted to talk because she let out a sigh and started speaking. Don't speak. I know what you're going to say, and yes, we had a thing in ninth grade before he moved away, and yes, he was gentle, and no, I am not a virgin." "That's what you wanted to know." She said, tears in her eyes, and her eyes were red from tearing up. I know I should have never listened to him." But, God, I was so stupid I was giving something not freely!" She said, crying. I didn't want to see her crying, so I pulled her into a hug, and I could feel my body heating up, angry from how he treated her and just left and not saying why and never keeping in touch.

"When we graduated, he proposed to me. I was over the moon! I had always dreamed of being his wife, and I thought he felt the same way. It was like a dream come true." A hint of sadness crept into Elena's voice."We got married, but what I did not know was that Alan got married to me because his mother loved me so much. So, when his mother died, he changed. I realized that I didn't know him as well as I thought. I was ready to endure because I loved him until he asked for a divorce and ruined my life. " Ethan's eyes never left hers, his expression intent.

she sighs, happily "I know" "Alexis is now out of our lives and we're stronger than ever" she beams "I know" "Ugh, since you know it all. I'm going to bed" she rolls her eyes but can't get rid of the big smile on her face. "Bye" I say, though I know she was only saying, she's not going anywhere. "Danny, I agreed to marry him" she smiles as if she didn't just give me the shock of a century

Maybe love really is that simple when you let it be. I finish my tea. Shower in my shower. Sleep in my bed. And when I wake up Sunday morning to sunlight streaming through my windows, I smile. Because this is mine. This space. This life. This moment. All mine. And tomorrow Ivy comes back to “finish organizing.” And the day after that is therapy. And in forty-nine days the divorce is final. And somewhere in all of it, I’m building something beautiful. Not perfect. Not simple. Not what I planned.

CHAPTER ONE. “Divorce?” Imani was shocked. Her hands were trembling as she stared down at the divorce paper with her. Luke rolled his eyes, “Yes. I'm divorcing you! I hate your face! Everything about you!” He added and Imani bat back her tears. “Is this your own way of sorting things out after you cheated? You are having an affair with another woman and you bring this?” Imani snapped, her shaky voice getting the best of her.

This would be the last time I would allow myself to shed tears over the collapse and shattering of my expectations and life, no more. Swiping at my face one last time, I crossed the distance between the bed and the door and walked out, closing it behind me and stepping out into the beginning of a new life.