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I whispered, barely able to believe it. Andrew smiled as he turned to me, his eyes shining with excitement. “Welcome home,” he said softly, wrapping me in a warm embrace. My heart is swelling with gratitude for this unexpected trip down memory lane. “Andrew…. I can’t believe I finally found my way back here after all these years,” I said, tears welling up in my eyes. “Thank you for bringing me back.” Andrew squeezed me tighter, his voice filled with emotion. “You never really left, you know. This place has always been waiting for you.” He broke the hug, staring into my eyes, a small smile playing on his lips. “Welcome back, Leona, my Luna. Your pack, your house, everything that once was take

Finally. Naomi is back.

"What are you doing?" Shuffling, "What? Me?" Charlie narrows her eyes, a thought pops into her head, "Deedah! Are you having sex?!" This time, her best-friend laughs loudly, "No, *Poo-poo bear*. This fart bag was tickling me before you called. That monster..." She mutters at the end. "Oh? Zeus is back from Egypt? When did he get back?" "Dude just got back yesterday and he's trying to get into my pants," She hears the traces of an eye roll in her tone.

She didn't fully get it, but my smile made hers explode. She nodded like it was law, showing off those baby fangs. "Mm! Good days forever!" Leon pulled us both into his arms, warm and solid. The shadows, the rage, the scars— All gone with James. What's left? Just open skies and the road ahead.

Poison center. I knew prison would be hell—and life after might be even worse. Still, I believed her. Five years. I went in a reckless kid. I came out thirty. The second I stepped out of the prison gates, sunlight slammed into me. Blinding. I could barely keep my eyes open. I lifted a hand to block the glare. Through the haze, I saw Selene Quinn. She looked even better than five years ago. The old innocence was gone, the softness too. In its place—sharp edges. The kind you get from surviving the business world.

She then turned around to see a man wearing a plain white shirt with his hands in his pockets. "Remember me, Kath?" The man spoke again, and a wide smile appeared on his face. "Who... Are you?" Kathilyn asked, looking at him up and down. She never knew or made friends with a police officer before, but he seemed to know her. "How can you not remember me? I'm Liam, Liam Paris. Remember now? Or am I nonexistent in your memories now?" Asked the police officer named Liam. "Liam? What are you doing here?" Kathilyn asked, her eyes wide in surprise. She suddenly remembered all her childhood memories with Liam and the happy moments they had together.

"No Antonov! I can never let my baby go, and I don't think she can too seeing she came back to me" "That girl in there is not Scarlet" "It's her. You didn't see her eyes or the way her finger clutched onto my dress even when she was barely alive. She recognized me, Antonov. The sea took her from me, and it's brought her back to me. She has to live this time. I will not allow her to die". "That is not Scarlet, Elde. You need to come to your senses. I took care of Scarlet all my life... "

and followed along as the story unfolded. When I first began writing this story, I never imagined how deeply it would resonate with so many of you. EX-WIFE REVENGE: HE WANTS ME BACK! was born from the themes of love, betrayal, growth, and healing. It became a journey of rediscovering one’s worth after heartbreak, and how, sometimes, the greatest revenge is simply living life on your terms, stronger than before.

MORGAN'S POV I hadn't expected a mini party when I came back. Confetti exploded in the air, colorful bits of paper and glitter all littered on the floor. A loud should of "Welcome back!" Rang through the air, and I couldn't help the small smile on my lips. "Thank you, everyone," I said, scanning the faces of my workers. They looked happy to see me, and while I didn't understand that, I was glad. "Miss Rosewood! You're back!"

As he sent his subordinates over to stop Gabriel first, Bruce headed for the operating room as quickly as he could as well. By the time we entered the operating room, we could see Aria and a young boy lying on two operating tables. Aria's eyes were closed. She had a white cloth covering her body as she lay there, unmoving. I dashed toward her and held her in my arms. I said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Aria. Mommy's here now. I won't leave you all by yourself ever again…" I sobbed as I was overcome with guilt.