One night with my ex

Aria’s twentieth birthday was supposed to be simple. A drink. A quiet celebration. Maybe a chance to feel like she’d finally stepped out of the shadows of her past.



But a few too many cocktails and a wrong turn in a luxury hotel changed everything.



She woke up in a stranger’s bed. Her clothes scattered. Her head pounding. Her body aching in ways she didn’t want to think about.



And then she saw him.



Kade.



The man who once held her heart.

The man who tore it to pieces.

The man she hadn't seen — or wanted to see — since he humiliated her two years ago by cheating without remorse.



Now here he was, in the same bed, in the same room, sleeping beside her as if the past never happened.



She should’ve screamed. She should’ve cursed fate.

Instead, she grabbed her things and ran.



But escaping Kade was never that easy. Because fate wasn’t finished — and neither was he.



Kade doesn’t even recognize her at first. But when he does, he wants answers. He wants closure. He wants to pretend they can rewrite the ending he destroyed.



But Aria isn’t eighteen anymore.



She’s not naïve. She’s not waiting to be chosen.

And she’s not here to fall in love with a man who once taught her how it feels to break.



One night was supposed to mean nothing.

But now, it’s the spark that threatens to unravel everything she thought she buried.



And worst of all?



Some part of her still feels everything she’s been trying to forget.