Moving Into My Ex House Novels & Stories

"When I'm around” I swallowed hard, blinking as the awkwardness of the moment heightened. “You know all tenants are required to execute the building by tomorrow, Blaze" He brought it up. I didn't make a sound. I fixed my eyes on the road, purposely so I could pretend I didn't hear anything. “You're moving in with me. I called the logistics company" “What?" I almost choked on my own spit. He didn't say a word, but my eyes lingered on his hand…just as he moved the steered the car.

“How can I help you, Zade?” He looked at me. “When were you going to tell me you’re moving into a new house?” “I told you I was looking for a home.” He shook his head. “No. I told you I was looking for a home.” “We had a whole conversation about this. I’m not arguing with you, Zade. Yes, I’m moving to Brentwood. That’s it.” “You need security setup before you move. We’ll secure the property. And you shouldn’t live there alone. Maybe I can move in with you.”

, I say. “Everly”, Theo says, holding my hand, but I pull it away as I look him in the eyes, shaking my head. I can’t believe this is happening. He is even considering this. He is bringing his ex into our home and sending me out? They are going to live like a happy family, and I will be sent into another house like I am disposable. The last couple of months meant nothing to him.

My name is on the deed and my husband and no problems moving in, but he is rarely around. I sighed and looked around. It’s time to start my plan. Mission ‘Grand Exit’ is starting.

She rose to her feet and picked her tablet before walking out of the office. I returned to what I was doing and when I saw it was already getting close to the evening. I packed up and left for my house. As I reached my house; this house was the one I lived in personally without my mother and it was also the place Jennifer and her kid will be moving into. Grace, my house caretaker, opened door for me and I gave her a grateful smile before breathing out in relief. “Welcome, Jason.” She greeted. I gave her a nod of acknowledgment. “Yes, hmmm... Grace. Please by this weekend, my wife will be moving in with me.” I told her.

For the past two years, I had been living at my parents' house, and I had been considering whether to sell the apartment. However, due to the sharp decline in property prices, selling would have meant a significant loss, so I dropped the idea. Now, someone was telling me that someone was getting married in my apartment? "You must be mistaken. I don't even have a boyfriend, how could I be getting married?" There was a deep sigh on the other end of the line, as if she was suppressing her anger. She probably thought I was stubbornly denying the truth. "Alright, Miss Walker, I won't argue with you anymore. I'll send you the security footage from the wedding procession, as well as the hallway and

I didn't know what to do, I was used to being with him all the time and I don't know how I could live without him. "I think you need a break, Memo. Why don't you go to our rest house to ease the pain you've been holding in your heart, the ambiance of the island is calming and peaceful and I think that's what you need right now." My mom suggested, so much to my horror. I shook my in instant, rejecting her suggestion. "N-no mom, I don't want to go to that Island," I complain while constantly shaking my head, still crying. "You are going to the Paradise Island Memo, you can only come back here when the summer is over, I will also transfer you into another university so you won't stumble on your

Considerate, even. “You will follow every medical instruction exactly. No shortcuts. No excuses.” My throat tightened, a sliver of hope blooming. “Okay.” “And,” he said, voice dropping into something dark and immovable, “you will be moving into my house.” My brain short‑circuited. The poor thing was fried. No hope left for it. “I— what? No. Beth never mentioned to me that I had to move in…” “Well, Beth never mentioned to me that their algorithm or whatever they use for these positions would match me with the person who crashed into me and then fled, either. Doesn’t make me sleep very well at night when you have my— when the baby will…”

“Oh, no, I can’t –” “You can and you will. You know about the second house that I use as a rental, the place that Zoe and Keira just moved out of. I’ve been looking for a tenant and had zero luck so it’s standing empty, but not for long. You’re moving in. Tonight.” “Silver…”

"I don’t get why I keep dreaming about that pool incident. You’d think my brain would stop replaying it so vividly by now." She stepped inside and sat on the edge of my bed, the mattress dipping slightly. The smell of her strong coffee filled the room. "Sweetheart, it was terrible, I know. But once we move into Roderick’s house today, maybe everything will start to feel different. A new place, a fresh start." I forced a smile and nodded, even though my stomach twisted like a pretzel. "Yeah. A fresh start...exactly what I need."