My Best Friend’s Brother is My Ex Chapter 07

My Best Friend’s Brother is My Ex Chapter 07

At the fencing academy, Soren moved like a man possessed.

Dressed in full gear, he drove his opponent—his childhood friend—back with vicious precision.

Every lunge was meant to kill.

His friend was already waving the white flag, but Soren didn’t let up.

“Again,” he bit out, voice colder than the AC.

Two men watched from the sidelines, heads shaking in unison.

Nothing but sympathy.

“What’s with Shaw today? He’s off.”

“Remember the last time he was this unhinged? Some girl wrecked him.”

They exchanged a glance.

One of them let out a low whistle.

“So it is about a woman again?”

“Didn’t he spend six months trying to track her down?”

“Thought he was over it. Guess not.”

The other man smirked, something cryptic in his expression.

“Here’s a thought.”

“What if the girl who ghosted him… just showed up again?”

Soren’s phone kept buzzing.

Breathing hard, he peeled off his mask and headed for the lounge.

The moment he unlocked his screen, he froze.

A message from a friend who owned a bar downtown. With a photo attached.

Soren stared at the image for a long time.

Then he spoke, voice low.

“Put their table on my tab.”

“I’m on my way.”