Return Of My Ex Wife

Theodore:The cold evening breeze kissed my skin and I gently inhaled. It had been so fucking long since I had experienced this.The evening view was magnificent. The darkened sky and the twinkling stars, the cool breeze and the sight of the amber lights of the street lamps.Five years felt like forever and I felt tears pricking my eyes at the sight and feeling of freedom. I made a mental note to thank Pedro, the lawyer that had handled my case, for being able to negotiate my sentence and gain me my freedom.I had expected to see my husband's car and when I didn't see his familiar red Porsche, the pang of disappointment that weighed on my heart had my hands quivering but it didn't quell the happiness inside me. Perhaps Fred had gotten so busy that he had forgotten to pick me up. After all, it was his lawyer that had gotten me free from the shackles of hell.I dug into my purse and fished out my phone, groaning in frustration because my phone was dead. Sighing, I took off the stilettos

I woke up to a terrible headache that threatened to blow my brain off. My hands flew to my head, afraid that it might fall off if I moved too much. I hissed at the aches that attacked my body as I tried to move, freezing at the spot at the restriction around my waist.I gulped with a racing heart and looked down. My heart lept out of my chest the moment I was met with the sight of a man with his arm around my waist. He had long curly black hair that was sitting in wild messy waves and long lashes that framed his lids. My breaths were knocked out of my chest when I leaned closer to get a better view of his face.He had high cheekbones and a pointed nose that led to slightly thick pale red lips. His thick brows held a natural arch. I could only stare in awe and surprise. How could such a handsome creature exist? He looked adorable as he slept, with his hair grazing his cheeks. I was tempted to reach down and tuck away the invasive strands but withheld myself. Something about him struck