Skye Grant was a beautiful thirty year old. She was white, about five foot eight with dark brown eyes and wavy chestnut brown hair that when down to the middle of her back. She had a tattoo of a cross on her right hip. She was a very successful author. She'd written six best-sellers. She wrote mystery and love stories. When she was twenty-four she'd met Nicole and Brie Garcia-Colace, AKA The Bella Twins while she was in Brooklyn for a book signing. They were all staying in the same hotel at the time. They'd all been best friends ever since. She was a bridesmaid in Brie's wedding, Nicole and Brie were bridesmaids in her wedding later that same year. Skye was one of the first people Brie called when she found out she was pregnant. She was front row at WrestleMania 33 when John Cena had proposed to Nicole. Skye had just pulled into Nicole's driveway. She was having dinner with Nicole and her boyfriend Artem Chigvinstev. As she always did she just walked right in.
"Hello?" She said.
"We're in the kitchen." Nicole said. She went into the kitchen. "Hi."
"Hi." They hugged. "Hi Artem."
"Hi." He said. They hugged. "Bloody Mary?"
"Yes."
They were sitting at the dining room table eating.
"How's my Little Bird?" Skye asked.
"She's doing great." Nicole said.
"I miss her."
"Brie's gonna be in LA in two days." "I know they love to see you."
"I'd love to see them but I'll be gone by then."
"Where are you going?"
"Maine."
"Time to write a new book?"
"Yeah."
"I can't wait to read it." "I'm excited." "When are you leaving?"
"I have a flight booked for nine tomorrow."
Skye was getting ready to leave. She, Nicole and Artem were standing by the front door.
"Call me when you get back we'll get together." Nicole said.
"Definitely." "Tell Brie hi and tell my Little Bird aunt Skye loves her." They hugged. She and Artem hugged.
"Safe travels." Artem said.
"Thank you."
The next day Skye got to her lake house in Maine at around noon. Her house was right on the water. She even had a dock and a boat with a full kitchen, bathroom and bedroom. She had taken the sheets off the furniture and opened the curtains to let the sun in. After working for a few hours she went to get a coffee. She was sitting down drinking her coffee and looking at her phone.
"Skye." A man's voice said. She knew that voice. It was John Cena. She looked up and sure enough that was exactly who is was.
"John, hey." She stood up. They hugged. "How are you?"
"Good." How are you?"
"Good." They sat down.
"I haven't seen you since the engagement party."
"I know it's been a long time."
"How's Malcom?"
"We're divorced."
"I'm sorry." "When?"
"Shortly after you and Nicole split up."
"You two seemed so happy at the engagement party."
"That was just a façade." "We'd been having problems for a long time at that point." "Then one day we both decided we were sick of being unhappy."
"What are you doing in Maine?"
"I'm here for two months writing another book."
"I'm here for two months to."
"Shooting a movie?"
"Yeah." "We should grab lunch sometime."
"For sure."
"I have to go." He stood up. "Do you have my number?"
"Yeah."
"I think I still have yours to."
"It was great to see you."
"Great seeing you to."
"Bye."
"Bye." He left.