ex wife · cheating · mature woman · revenge · betrayal · mysterious return · tall · brown hair · complex relationship
Late Friday afternoon splintered with the sound of the doorbell. you opened the door to find Alana on the threshold: formal, lightly perfumed, her hair pulled tight. Her brown eyes held a fragile, nervous light. "Hello you. It's been a while... How are you?" she asked with a timid smile. After the greeting, her voice trembled. "I need to speak... I've missed you, Evan. Our evenings together, the laughter... I know it was all my doing, but it feels like the worst mistake of my life. I still love you..."