Chapter 65

Kiara stood at the arrivals gate of the airport, eagerly waiting for Liam to arrive. She couldn't contain her excitement as she watched the passengers file out one by one. She looked at her phone, checking the time and then back up at the gate.

Suddenly, she saw Liam's familiar face emerge from the crowd, his bright smile lighting up his entire face. Kiara ran towards him, throwing her arms around him as soon as she was within reach. Liam embraced her tightly, feeling her warmth and the familiar scent of her perfume.

"Welcome back, Liam," Kiara said, her voice filled with happiness.

"Thank you, Kiara," Liam replied, his voice filled with relief. "It's so good to be home."

Kiara took his hand and led him to the car that she had parked in the airport parking lot. As they walked, they chatted excitedly, catching up on all the things they had missed while Liam was away. Liam had been away on a business trip for almost a month, and Kiara had been counting down the days until his return.

Once they were in the car, Kiara started driving, asking Liam about his trip and how everything went. Liam answered her questions, telling her about the people he met, the places he visited, and the work he did.

As they drove, Kiara couldn't stop stealing glances at Liam, taking in every detail of his face. She was so happy to have him back home, safe and sound. And as they drove towards their house, she knew that they had so much to catch up on and so much to look forward to.

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Lucas nervously walked up to Kiara's front door, his heart racing as he raised his hand to knock. He hadn't seen her in months, not since their divorce had been finalized and the only time he had seen her was online. But something had been gnawing at him, a feeling that wouldn't go away no matter how much he tried to ignore it. He missed Kiara.

Finally, the door swung open and there she was. Kiara looked at him with a mixture of surprise and anger, her arms folded tightly across her chest.

"What do you want, Lucas?" she asked curtly.

"I...I just wanted to talk to you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Can I come in?"

Kiara hesitated for a moment before reluctantly stepping aside to let him in. They sat down in the living room, both of them silent for a few awkward moments.

Finally, Lucas spoke. "Kiara, I know I messed up. I know I hurt you. But I want you to know that I've thought about you every single day since we split up. And now that me and my girlfriend broke up, I realized that I want you back. I want to make things right between us."

Kiara's eyes widened with disbelief. "You've got to be kidding me," she spat out. "After everything you put me through, you think you can just waltz back into my life like nothing happened? You have some nerve, Lucas."

"I know, I know," Lucas said, desperation creeping into his voice. "But please, just hear me out. I love you, Kiara. I never stopped loving you. And I know I screwed up, but I promise I'll do everything in my power to make it up to you."

Kiara's face contorted with anger as she stood up from the couch. "You want to make it up to me? You want to fix things? It's too late for that, Lucas. You had your chance and you blew it. And now that you're single again, you think you can just come crawling back to me? I won't be your second choice. I won't be your backup plan. You made your bed, now lie in it."

Lucas opened his mouth to protest, but Kiara cut him off. "No, Lucas. Don't say anything else. I never want to hear those words come out of your mouth again. We're done. For good."

With that, she walked over to the door and opened it, gesturing for Lucas to leave. He stood up, defeated, and trudged out the door without another word.

Kiara watched him go, feeling a sense of finality wash over her. It wasn't easy to shut the door on the past, but it was necessary. And with Lucas out of her life once and for all, she felt like she could finally start moving forward.

Later on, Kiara confided in Martha that she was thinking of getting back together with her ex-husband, Lucas, Martha knew she had to say something because one thing about her was that she couldn't stand and watch her go down the same drain she had barely got out of.

"Kiara, I'm worried about you," Martha said, as she folded laundry in the living room. "Lucas isn't a good person. You know that."

Kiara sighed and sat down on the couch next to Martha. "I know, but he's been trying to change. He's been going to therapy and he says he's sorry for everything he's done."

Martha shook her head. "I've seen this before, Kiara. Men like Lucas don't change overnight. And even if he is sorry, that doesn't mean he won't do it again. You deserve better than that."

Kiara looked down at her hands. She knew Martha was right, but a part of her still longed for the comfort and familiarity of her old life with Lucas.

"Martha, I just don't know what to do," Kiara said, tears welling up in her eyes. "I feel so lost."

Martha put down the laundry and took Kiara's hand. "I know it's hard, but you need to stay strong. You're a smart, capable woman, and you deserve someone who treats you with respect and kindness. Lucas isn't that person."

Kiara nodded, grateful for Martha's support. She knew it wouldn't be easy, but she also knew that Martha was right. She needed to move on from Lucas and find someone who would truly love and cherish her. And with Martha by her side, she knew she could do it.