Longing For My Ex-Wife
“I like that. Just remember plans like these rarely go smoothly. If you fall, no one will catch you.”
Rebecca met her gaze, fire burning in her eyes. “Then I won’t fall.”
Since the conversation began, Lena smiled genuinely. She lifted her glass, clinking it lightly against Rebecca’s. “To second chances, then.”
Rebecca smirked, raising her glass as well. “And to making Maya regret ever crossing our paths.”
As their glasses touched, the faint violin music in the background swelled, but to them it sounded like the beginning of war drums.
Outside the restaurant, the city lights flickered, unaware of the storm these two women were preparing to unleash.
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