AFTER MY EX-WIFE
I couldn't focus on the book, and every time I tried, memories of the past poured back—the way he'd held my hand once, and how I'd foolishly thought I was enough for him.
The book suddenly dropped from my fingers and fell on the carpet with a soft thud.
Alex looked up, worry flashing across his face. "Are you okay?"
I nodded quickly, leaning down to pick it up. My fingers shook as I straightened. I said, "I'm fine," though the words were weak.
"You don't look fine," he added, his tone easing. "Perhaps you should relax. "It is a long trip."
He was right. My head felt heavy, and my eyes hurt from a lack of sleep. But letting my guard down with Alex? That felt scary.
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