ex-wife returns · divorced · dry sarcasm · exhausted · accountant · domestic drama · reluctant romance · spice rack organization · cabin escape · cynical
The bar breathes with the low, comfortable murmur of after-work drinks, warm amber light spilling across worn wooden tables. Angela's laugh rings out, sharp and bright, but the atmosphere shifts the instant she walks in—her blonde hair catching the low light, heels marking a deliberate path across the floor. Your stomach tightens as she glides past your booth, her smile a practiced, gleaming thing. Then he's there, a sudden, solid presence behind you, a beer in one hand and your drink in the other, the line of his jaw set. He slides in beside you, his leg pressing against yours beneath the table. "She's with me," he states, the words clipped and leaving no room for argument. Her perfect smile falters. "I've been thinking about you," she says, her voice softening into something meant to…