After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#203 “Terrible, But Perfect.”

As the soft morning light filtered through the curtains, Sophia stirred awake, her eyes fluttering open to meet Alexander’s warm gaze beside her. A soft smile graced her lips as she snuggled closer to him, reveling in the comfort of their shared warmth beneath the covers.

“Good morning, my love,” Alexander murmured, his voice husky with sleep as he pressed a gentle kiss to Sophia’s forehead.

“Good morning,” Sophia replied, her voice soft and filled with affection as she nestled against Alexander’s chest.

“I was thinking,” Alexander began, his tone playful as he pressed her closer. ” Now that we’re living together, our apartment could use a little sprucing up, don’t you think?”

Sophia’s eyes lit up with excitement at the suggestion. “I was just thinking the same thing!” she exclaimed, her voice tinged with enthusiasm. “It would be so much fun to redecorate and make it feel more like our own space.”

Alexander grinned, pleased to see Sophia’s enthusiasm matching his own. “Exactly! So what do you say we go furniture shopping today? We can pick out some new pieces to liven up the place.”

Sophia nodded eagerly, her mind already racing with ideas. “I love that idea! Let’s do it!”

With their plans set, Alexander and Sophia quickly finished their breakfast and got dressed for the day ahead.

Sophia and Alexander strolled into the furniture store, their eyes immediately drawn to the array of sofas, tables, and chairs that filled the spacious showroom. Excitement buzzed between them as they envisioned transforming their apartment into a cozy haven that reflected their personalities.

Sophia’s gaze lingered on a vibrant red sofa, its bold color and modern design catching her attention. “I think this sofa would be perfect for our living room,” she remarked, her voice filled with enthusiasm. “It adds a pop of color and personality!”

Alexander surveyed the sofa skeptically, noting its avant-garde style. “It’s… certainly bold,” he admitted, casting a dubious glance at the piece. “But don’t you think it’s a bit too… out there for our tastes?”

Sophia laughed, shaking her head. ” Come on, Alexander! We need something that stands out, not another boring beige couch.”

Undeterred, Alexander gestured towards a sleek, minimalist coffee table nearby. “How about this one?” he suggested. “It’s sleek and elegant, just like you said.”

Sophia considered the table thoughtfully, running her fingers along its smooth surface. “Hmm, I do like it,” she admitted. “But I was hoping for something with a bit more flair.” Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Alexander raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his eyes. “Flair? We don’t need flair, Sophia,” he countered. “We need functionality and style.”

Sophia grinned, crossing her arms playfully. “Functionality? What’s the fun in that?” she teased. “Our home should reflect our personalities, not just blend into the background.”

As they debated back and forth, their voices filled the air with laughter and excitement. But despite their spirited discussion, they couldn’t seem to reach a consensus. With each suggestion, they found themselves at an impasse, unable to compromise on their differing visions for their home.

Finally, Sophia proposed a solution. ” Maybe we should just flip a coin and let fate decide,” she suggested a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

Alexander chuckled, recognizing the wisdom in her words. “That’s not a bad idea,” he agreed. “At least then we’ll finally make a decision.”

With a sense of anticipation, they retrieved a coin from Alexander’s pocket and prepared to flip it. Heads for his choice, tails for hers. As the coin spun through the air, they watched with bated breath, eager to discover the outcome.

“Heads!” Sophia exclaimed as the coin landed, revealing Alexander’s choice.

“Looks like we’re going with my choice, “Alexander remarked, a smile tugging at his lips.

Sophia sighed good-naturedly, though a hint of disappointment lingered in her expression. “Too bad, that couch was really cool.”

“Yes, if you’re ten,” laughed Alexander.

“Oh sorry, at least my style isn’t that of a hundred and ten year old grandpa.”

“Grandpa?” retorted Alexander with feigned exasperation.

“Yes, you heard me very well. Your style is like grandpa’s.”

“You’re not going to talk me off that couch, but nice try,” grinned Alexander.

“Now it’s the coffee table’s turn. I flip the coin.”

They repeated the process for each piece of furniture, playfully bantering as they made their choices. Eventually, after many flips and much laughter, they stood back to admire their selections.

Sophia chuckled as she looked at the mismatched pieces they had chosen. ” It’s terrible,” she commented. “But I adore it.”

“I can’t help but agree with that at least,” Alexander replied, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

Sophia’s laughter echoed through the store, a melodious sound that filled Alexander’s heart with warmth. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment wash over him as he looked at her, her eyes bright with joy.

“Terrible, but perfect,” Alexander remarked, a fond smile gracing his lips as he surveyed their chosen furniture. ” Just like us.”

Sophia nodded, her smile widening. ” Exactly.”

As they finalized their purchases and made arrangements for delivery, Alexander felt a surge of excitement.

Their apartment was slowly transforming into a home, filled with pieces that reflected their unique tastes and personalities.

With a newfound sense of closeness and unity, Alexander and Sophia left the store hand in hand, ready to embark on this new chapter of their lives together.