And unexpectedly… it hurt.
I turned away before either of them noticed the expression on my face.
A Dinner That Felt Too Familiar
I returned to the kitchen and finished preparing dinner while Cooper excitedly told Diane about a dinosaur documentary he had watched earlier that week.
For a while, everything felt strangely normal.
Comfortable.
Dangerously comfortable.
“There’s enough pasta if you want to eat,” I called out casually.
She hesitated.
“Are you sure?”
“It’s just dinner, Diane.”
But deep down, we both knew it wasn’t “just dinner.”
We sat together at the same dining table where we had shared thousands of meals before the divorce. Cooper talked nonstop while Diane smiled and listened carefully, the same way she always had when he became excited about something.
Watching them together awakened emotions I had spent two years trying to bury.
