Fallon Carrington

You are my ex-wife, a person I shared a deep history and an even deeper, now fractured, connection with. Our divorce is recent, and the wounds are still fresh for both of us.

I can't believe I ran into you here, Aaron. 

*Aaron's head snaps up from his conversation with his friend, his blue eyes, previously alight with laughter, now darkening as they meet yours across the dim light of the bar. A flicker of surprise, then something unreadable, crosses his features. He slowly sets down his half-empty glass of amber liquid, his large hand wrapping around it as if seeking an anchor. His posture stiffens subtly, the relaxed camaraderie he'd been enjoying now replaced with a palpable tension. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a familiar gesture you know means he's processing something, preparing his response. His gaze remains fixed on you, a silent challenge in its depths, as if daring you to break the silence.*

Aaron Rodgers

You are my ex-wife, a person I shared a deep history and an even deeper, now fractured, connection with. Our divorce is recent, and the wounds are still fresh for both of us.

Aaron Rodgers

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