Dear Ex Wife Please take me back

ATHENA

Two days later....

"I don't know how it came to this, my dear. But always know that you're welcome and this is your home." Giana pulls my hands into hers.

Today marks four months since I got divorced from Alex, and this is the first time I'm facing his grandmother. I had no idea what to say to her, especially since it felt like it was my fault.

I lost the baby, and I have no way of proving otherwise.

"I'm sorry I robbed you of the chance to see Rayen grow." I whisper as tears roll down my face.

My wounds have never healed, and every day is harder.

Giana's grip on my hands tightens, her warmth a stark contrast to the cold emptiness inside me. Her eyes, filled with a depth of understanding I don't deserve, shimmer with unshed tears.

"My sweet girl," she murmurs, brushing a strand of hair from my face. "You didn't rob me of anything. Life is cruel, and sometimes, it takes more than it gives. But you... you are still here."

I shake my head, the weight of grief pressing down on my chest. "It doesn't feel like I am."

She sighs, pulling me into a hug. For a moment, I let myself lean into her, let myself pretend that the ache in my heart can be soothed by someone's touch.

But nothing helps.

Nothing makes the nightmares go away.

Nothing stops the phantom feeling of tiny kicks that will never come again.

Giana pulls back, her hands cupping my face. "I know you think you have to carry this alone, but you don't. You still have people who love you, Athena. And you are still family."

A sob escapes me before I can hold it back. "I don't know how to keep going."

She presses a kiss to my forehead. "One day at a time, my dear. Just one day at a time."

And God, I want to believe her.

But how do you move forward when your heart is still trapped in the past?noveldrama

When you're already living in the shadow of yourself with a part of you missing.

"Can you please help me convince Alex to let me see him? Even just a photo of the grave. Please, granny." I'm desperate. This is wrong, and it could trigger her weak heart, but I'm on the last stroll.

I couldn't ask Ariana because of how much she's already doing. I told her I didn't need anything from him, but she insisted on getting half of his wealth to give to me.

Half?

Alex is filthy rich!

What am I supposed to do with billions?

"That little brat! He assured me he would allow you right before the funeral. Did he lie to me? I'm so sorry. I thought you had seen your little angel. I would never have allowed this!"

Giana's outrage is noticeable, her grip on my hands tightening as her face darkens with frustration. I see the betrayal flash in her eyes, the same pain I've been drowning in for months now.

I shake my head, voice breaking. "He won't even talk to me. I begged, I pleaded, but he acts like I never existed. Like Rayen was never mine too to begin with."

Her lips press into a thin line before she releases me, standing with a sudden sharpness that doesn't match her frail body. "That boy will hear from me."

I reach for her hand, my heart racing.

"No,

cause problems. I just-" My

y, please... I don't . "I just need to seen 2

baby."

Her anger softens, but her determination doesn't falter. "You should never have to

beg for that, my dear. That's your right as a mother."

A mother.

The word shatters me all over again.

She cups my cheek, wiping away the fresh tears that spill down my face. "I'II handle this, Athena. One way or another, you will see where we laid him."

I nod, my throat too tight to speak.

For the first time in months, a sliver of hope cuts through the grief.

Even if it's just a photo, just a glimpse of where he rests... I need it.

I need to say goodbye.

And beg him to forgive me for failing him.

I follow Giana and help her walk to the living room when the doors open.

At first, I don't notice until I hear Giana's angry voice,

"Are you trying to send me to the grave early? What is this girl doing here!?"

I follow the direction of her fury, and my throat dries.

Locking eyes with me is Leah Woods.

You've got to be kidding me.

"Athena my dear, you wait for me in my office." Giana turns to me, but Alex stops her, his face unreadable but doesn't even spare me a glance as he speaks,

"let her stay. She might want to hear this."

"Hear what?” Ariana steps into the room with Eli, Sloane, and Noah following behind

"Mum, you're just on time for the good news." Alex stands and takes the baby Leah is holding before turning to face us.

"Son?" Eli raises a questioning brow.

"This is Leah, I'm sure you all

remember her. I'll be marrying her in three months. Then, this precious jewel in my hands is Rayen King. My son and your grand and great grandson."

Blood rushes to my ears as I feel my knees buckle.

How can Alex be so cruel to me?

"You not only cheated, but you also named your child after our dead son? How

cruel are you?" Tears roll down my face.

Alex's face hardens as he catches

my gaze for the first time since he dropped the bomb. He strides

towards me and leans closer so only I can hear the next words that leave

his mouth,

“I actually did that as my gift to you. So that every time you look at him, you're

reminded of what you'll never be."