All Chapters of My Ex Husband Wants Me Back : Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Vanessa didn't respond to Adrian in the car and silence grew between them and she noticed the difference immediately because Adrian was no longer listening to her. He acted like it but wasn't. The next morning, sunlight spilled in the house as it bounced against the marble floors and glass walls. It would have been a perfect day but Adrian barely seemed care about any of it. He sat at the head of the table in a fitted shirt, one hand held his coffee while he used the other to scroll through his phone and he didn't notice that his coffee had gone cold. Vanessa watched him carefully from across the table, irritation slowly growing in her skin. Usually after arguments or stressful nights, Adrian would become quiet and hard to read or he'd bury himself in work and ignore everything else around him until the feeling passed but this wasn’t that. This…for some reason looked worse, like he was distracting himself and Vanessa hated every bit of it. “Adrian.” she called out to no response. H

“I know there’s someone here…” Seraphina whispered weakly and Stephanie looked at her like she regretted every life decision that had brought her to this point.The room stayed painfully bright from all the lights they had left on through the entire night. Neither of them had bothered turning anything off after the photo incident and now the bedroom looked weird under the artificial glow. Stephanie sat beside her against the headboard with messy hair and sleepy eyes before pulling her sister into another tight hug.“Sera darling…” she muttered tiredly. “We actually need sleep before both of us start hallucinating...” but the moment Stephanie finished speaking, silence filled the room and Seraphina slowly looked down only to realize her sister had genuinely fallen asleep sitting upright against her shoulder and despite everything happening, a small laugh escaped her.“Unbelievable.” But Seraphina still couldn’t sleep, not even close. Every sound made her flinch now. The wind brushing a

By the time morning arrived, Stephanie had officially had enough. Her eyes were still swollen and her head still hurts, but she made up her mind that she was done. "No. Absolutely not." She pointed dramatically at Seraphina from across the breakfast island she had made while holding a mug of coffee. "We're done pretending this is normal." And Seraphina blinked slowly, confused. "I wasn't pretending." "You slept with a baseball bat." "That was one time." "It was last night." Seraphina looked away and Stephanie slammed her coffee mug down before she continued. "Someone has photographs of you sleeping, Seraphina…sleeping. Inside your own house. This is no longer creepy, we've crossed into criminal." And unfortunately, she wasn't wrong. The image from the previous night remained burned into Seraphina's mind. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw it again. The angle, the couch…her silk robe. The fact that someone had been close enough to take it…close enough to watch her, clos

By morning, Seraphina looked terrible. She stood in front of the bathroom mirror and barely recognized herself. Her eyes were swollen and slightly red, dark circles sat beneath them and her hair looked like she had fought a hurricane and lost. She looked tired…not sleepy tired but exhausted in a way that settled deep inside the bones. She splashed cold water onto her face again. It didn't help…at this point, nothing helped. The words on the mirror kept replaying inside her head. ‘You looked behind you.’ Who the hell writes something like that? Who enters someone's bedroom twice and leaves without making a sound? Her hands gripped the edge of the sink…no. She couldn't stay in this house anymore…not today at least, maybe not ever. A knock sounded on the bathroom door. "Sera?" Stephanie's voice came through softly. "You alive in there?" Seraphina exhaled shakily. "Barely." The door opened slowly and Stephanie poked her head inside. She had changed into office clothes and was h