Scars He Left Behind

Synopsis

After the performance ended, I received an anonymous bouquet of blue roses. The irritation that had been simmering all evening spiked the moment I saw my ex-husband. Ethan Lee stood by his car door, looking sharp in a tailored suit. "The flowers were for you," he said. "You don't like them?" I snapped back to myself, looked away first, and lowered my head as I walked toward the curb. Ethan caught up with me. "Rachel, after all these years, you haven't changed at all." I shot him a look of utter loathing. "A good ex is one you never have to see again." He froze for a second, then reached out as if to grab me. Our marriage had ended on bitter terms. To take our daughter's custody, he had confined me to a hospital room right after I gave birth. Later, he had stood in open court and accused me of being mentally unstable. The memories came rushing back. I'd had enough and slapped him hard across the face. "Stay away from me, or I'll call the cops." Ethan touched his swollen cheek. There was a flicker of obsession in his eyes. "You don't want to see me, but what about Sophie?"