Meeting My Ex Novels & Stories

She continued drinking alone, I walked on through her way but I stopped when I saw a familiar face coming from afar. It was - - my ex, Julia Brooke, I broke up with her a few years ago. I don’t know why she’s always showing up in different places. Our eyes met, I got goosebumps the moment I saw her. I turned around and run through the dance floor, I mixed into the crowded people just to escape from her. “Xaaaaavier, I miss youuuuuuu.” I heard her shouted and run after me, yes! I was hiding from her cause she’s always making a scene every time we met, the last time we met she rudely came to my office wearing only a bikini and tried to seduce me in front of the board members

I'm hoping it knocked some sense to him. There was an unknown emotion that flashed on his face but it did not stop me from gathering my things and leaving the room with my heart still broken. I glanced at my mother and my sister once again. there were tears in their eyes too, I'm sorry mother but I can't go back to the place where I am not accepted. After the heavy scenario that happened in our home, I called my ex-husband to meet me in a nearby coffee shop so we can talk about the agenda of this meeting and end things smoothly this time.

Anyway, as the moonlight fades and the stars twinkle above, I want to express my heartfelt thanks again to each and every one of you. “I Married My EX”—a story filled with love, revenge, and mystical lupine magic—has now reached its final chapter. Drew and Jette’s journey unfolded through moonlit forests, ancient grudges, and surprising twists. Your unwavering support, your laughter shared in secret, and your whispered encouragement fueled my imagination.

I didn't recognize the number, but something compelled me to answer. "Hello?" I said, feeling a twinge of nerves. "Maya?" a familiar voice said on the other end. "It's me, Jake." My heart skipped a beat. Jake was my ex-boyfriend, the one who broke it off with me before my café shut down and the one who I had left behind when I moved. Jake?" I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "What's going on?" "I'm in the city," he said. "I came to see you."

But on the other hand, I couldn't deny the rush of excitement that I felt at the thought of seeing him again. "Okay," I said finally. "Let's meet at the coffee shop on Elm Street at noon." "Great," he said. "I'll see you there." I hung up the phone and collapsed back onto my bed, my head spinning. What was I doing? Was I really going to meet up with Alex, after everything that had happened? But at the same time, I couldn't deny the pull that he still had on me. Maybe seeing him again would help me forget about Johnson and all the danger that came with him.

he added, grinning and suddenly exchanging a high five with me. A high five with my ex-husband! What a laugh! I never would have guessed it would happen in a million years. But things are changing… So let’s wait and see what else is in store for us during this conference and even after.

But those days seemed like distant memories now, buried beneath the layers of disconnection. As they continued their conversation, Stacy couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that enveloped her. She missed the deep connection she had once shared with Nathan, the unwavering support, and the passion that had once burned bright. The growing distance between them seemed insurmountable, and she was left wondering how they had ended up in such a desolate place.

I needed space to clear my head. "You've always avoided conversations like this. Have I done anything wrong to you?" "No boss ... it's just..." I sighed. "I met my ex-boyfriend at Filla and he's getting married tomorrow," I said. "So it's hard for me to respond to your confessions when I'm not in my right state of mind" "You're not over him yet?" "I thought I was..." I mumbled, my eyes watery once more.

Carla advised, and held my hands. “Maybe. Thanks Carla. What would I do without you?” I appreciated her, and gave her a tight hug. We both hugged, and I felt much better with her suggestion. It felt so nice to have someone whom you can talk to about these things, and I would never trade her for anything. I can’t possibly wait until tomorrow to ask him because I was burning inside to tell him about my meeting with his ex. “So, I think we should eat before you think of going somewhere. Because I know you might be thinking of going to see him now.” Carla giggled, and stood up.

But he left the house for the shop—that’s something, right? I sighed, relieved. Him leaving the house and seeing people was a good start. Talking to others would help him process until he was ready to talk to me. Bi: Don’t forget we’re meeting this afternoon. I can’t stand not knowing why you’re both suffering like this. I’d forgotten about our meeting today. I didn’t want to leave Helen alone with Fernando. Dad would be at rehab, and Sara would be working all day. Looks like it’d be four women today.