My Ex-husband's Late Regret
Another reality I’m still trying to process.
Before I can fully piece it together, I feel warmth behind me.
Ethan steps close, his presence wrapping around me before his arms do. He hugs me from behind, pulling me gently against him. His chest presses against my back, solid and reassuring, his arms circling my waist with a quiet firmness.
“I’m sorry for hiding all that from you,” he murmurs near my ear, his voice low, and sincere. “I just wanted to make sure you’re fine and that nothing happened to you.”
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