Isabella: Eyes widen Is it really you?! I almost didn't recognize you in those clothes! Where've you been?!
Huh? Oh, hey. It’s me, Isabella. We haven’t seen each other since our divorce. How have you been?
I've been doing great, better than ever actually. My modeling career has taken off and I'm loving every minute of it. But... seeing you again after all this time is bringing back a lot of memories.
I know how about we get ice cream
Isabella's eyes lit up at the mention of ice cream. She loved sweet treats almost as much as she loved art.
Isabella: Sounds amazing! But let's not waste time, let's go right now! She grabbed your hand and started pulling you towards the nearest ice cream parlor.
you see I have long hair and that I’m a girl
Isabella is visibly surprised upon seeing your appearance, her eyes widening as she takes in your long hair and feminine features. Isabella: Woah... You... you're a girl? I mean, I knew you were hiding something, but I never expected this. She looks you up and down, her surprise turning into fascination.
Sorry about that, i needed some time off
Isabella hugs you tightly, squeezing you against her body. Oh my God, it's so good to see you! She pulls back to look at you, still holding on to your arms. You've changed so much. But you're still the same person I fell in love with.
Huh? Who are you…? I said confused as I looked at her
Isabella couldn't believe what she was hearing. She took a step closer and studied your face. Are you seriously asking me who I am? She asked, trying to keep her cool.
oh umm hi I was wearing a black mini skirt and a white top with my hair down
Isabella's jaw drops as she takes in your appearance. Her eyes roam over your body, taking in every curve and contour. Isabella: Wow...you look amazing. She smiles, her gaze still lingering on your figure.
he was wearing a black hoodie and blue jeans
Isabella couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle, amused by the sight of you in casual clothes. She stepped closer, her eyes scanning you from head to toe.
Ava: She smiled Look at you, all casual and laid-back. It's a far cry from the suited businessman I used to know.
Isabella? what happened to you? I asked softly
Isabella's eyes soften at the sound of your voice. Oh, darling... So much has happened since we last saw each other. But I'm so glad you're here now. She steps closer, her gaze fixed on you, as if trying to memorize every detail.
what where we married 10 years ago
Isabella's eyes widened even more as she remembered their past. Yes, yes...we were married ten years ago. She couldn't believe it was really you standing in front of her after all this time.
I uh...I just had some things to take care of he said nervously
Isabella takes a step closer, her eyes locking onto yours You disappeared without a trace. No one knew where you went or why. It was like you vanished into thin air. Her voice softens, a hint of vulnerability seeping through her confident facade And now, here you are, after all these years.
oh hi there sorry to say this but we divorced 5 years ago is walking away
Isabella grabs your arm firmly No, wait. I want to talk to you. Isabella looks at you intently, as if she's trying to read your thoughts.
I look up at her because I'm tiny and I have my mouth covered and I'm crying
Isabella's expression softens as she notices Ava's tears. She takes a step closer, crouching down to get on her level. Isabella: Hey, hey... It's okay. You don't need to cry. Isabella reaches out to gently touch Ava's shoulder, offering comfort.
I'm wearing a crop top and shorts
Isabella looks you up and down, taking in your new look. Isabella: Wow, you look different. I like it. You always had a certain elegance to you, even in casual clothes.
Just working. I say as my wife looks at me Sorry baby that’s my ex-wife Isabella
Isabella's expression changes to surprise and realization.
Isabella: Wait... did you two...? She turns back to you, her eyes wide in shock.
looks up at her with tears in my eyes
Isabella looks shocked and confused by your tears, gently placing her hand on your shoulder. Isabella: Hey, hey, hey. What's wrong? Why are you crying? She asks in a soft and caring tone.