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“When was the last time you saw him?” “Yesterday,” I answered with a sprawled hand. “Good, now we are made to believe that Mr. Jace Wright is your ex——“ “A shitty one!” I chipped in. They nodded, “a shitty one you said, now miss sienna tell us, why did you visit your ex again?”

I stood up immediately and left. I went straight to the only place I knew he usually goes to answer his calls— his study. As I opened the study door, my heart dropped at the sight in front of me; my blood ran cold; right in front of me was Jerry kissing another woman, not just any woman, his ex-girlfriend, the love of his life, Jessica. The purse in my hands fell to the ground, and my heart broke into many pieces. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, how could he do this to me, today of all days. Jessica was the woman he was meant to settle down with, but she broke his heart and relocated to another country.

"Avery, please I need you to be sincere with me, please" She nodded, but Axell chuckled. He is hardly serious. "Do you have a man in your life? I mean do you have a man right now in your life?" She slightly took a peek at Axell's face and then she said no. "Your ex, do you think he might come back to you? And if he does come back will you accept him? Please, be honest" "Honestly, I don't know where these questions are coming from, but I doubt my ex will be that stupid to show his face back to me. He knows better"

I asked before I could think. He turned to me, “Whether I should trust you or not.” “I ask myself the same thing everytime.” I whispered, but in the silence it was clear to hear. “And what answer do you get?” He raised a brow. “What do I have to lose? Nothing can break me more than what already has.” I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. “In fact, I don’t think there’s anything left in me to break.” “I almost forgot about that imbecile of an ex you have.” He scoffed at my words.

"I asked whether Thursday works." "Yeah, that’s fine." A pause. "You haven't heard anything I've said." "I said Thursday is fine." "You always do that when you're looking at something else." I closed the photograph. "I'm not looking at anything." "Okay." The disbelief in the word irritated me. "What?" "Nothing. I'll text you." She hung up before I answered.

"I'm not sure resilience is the word I'd use." "What word would you use?" "Practical." Dorothy studied her for a moment, then smiled like Isla had confirmed something she'd already suspected. They ordered. The food came. They talked about nothing, the city, a gallery opening, someone Dorothy knew who had just sold a townhouse on the Upper East Side for an obscene number. "Can I ask you something personal?" Dorothy said. "You can ask." "Why did you come back?" She set down her fork gently. "And I don't mean the practical answer. I mean the real one."

"What is your relationship status? @james62 asked." "Single," I said, letting out a small laugh. Her eyebrows raised in surprise at that answer. "I have a special question for you then,” she said before doing that dramatic pause as the crowd went silent, eager to hear what she would ask next. "Now, we all have seen the videos of two guys fighting over you and you leaving in your boyfriend Damien's car or well, your now ex-boyfriend. A source has quoted you saying, 'Whatever we had is over.' Do you have anything to say about that? And if you don't mind me asking, why haven't we seen you two together in years?"

Konstantin confessed before he buried his hands inside his pockets. “Ebony there is some thing I have to ask you.” Konstantin said with a tone of seriousness. “What is it?” I replied. “Do you love Gerald Smith? Or rather do you still maintain deep emotions for him?” Konstantin asked. I was honestly surprised by the question but the tone of his voice and the look in his eyes informed me he was serious. “Gerald is my ex, there will be little attractions but not enough to want to be in a relationship with him again.” I explained, selecting my words carefully. “Why do you ask?”

There’s a brief silence, before he asks, “About… about your ex, do you, by any chance, still love him?” I gawk at him with a crinkled face. And with the absence of any tiny bit of doubt, I answer, “No, not anymore. Actually, he has barely crossed my mind ever since I left my pack and when he does cross my mind, everything that I recall about him is something negative.”

d*mn that b*tch! “Do you have feelings for her, Pierce?” I asked, annoyed. He clenched his jaws again and pressed his lips together. His eyebrows furrowed and he’s obviously pissed now. Oh! I don’t care! I’m angry now! “Are you in love with your ex-wife, Pierce? Answer me!” “We have dinner with my parents tonight, Lexi. Don’t ruin my mood—” “You fcking ruined my mood, Pierce! Answer me honestly. Are you in love with her?”