Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Divorce decree

I get out of my car and slowly walk towards the mansion. My hands were trembling and my body was sweaty.

I still couldn’t believe that it was done. That I was finally divorced from him. The proof of that was currently in my handbag. I was here to bring the final papers to him and to pick Noah up.

Entering the house, I follow the sounds of hushed voices but stop in my tracks when I near the kitchen.

Right now I could hear them clearly and what I heard encased my soul in ice.

“I still don’t understand why you can’t live with me and mommy?” Noah asks his father.

My shaking hands go to my chest. My heart breaking at the sadness in his voice. I would do anything for him, but this divorce was inevitable.

Our marriage had been a mistake. Everything about us was a mistake. It just took me a while to see the truth.

“You know why Noah, you mother and I are no longer together” His voice is soft as he replies.

It’s weird really. That during the duration of our marriage he has never once spoken to me softly. It was always cold. Always flat and devoid of any emotion

“But why?”

“These things just happen” he mumbles.

I can imagine his face frowning. As he tries to make Noah understand so that he doesn’t ask any more questions. But Noah is my son. Curiosity and inquisition is in his blood.

“Don’t you love her?”

My breath gets caught at the simple heartfelt question. I take a step back and lean against the wall. Heart racing, I wait in anticipation for his answer.

I knew his answer. I’ve always known what it is. Everyone with the exception of Noah probably knows that damn answer.

will. That was as clear as day. Knowing this, I still wanted to

his throat, obviously

or not?”

in defeat. “I love her for giving me

was a placation

time. It still hurts. I feel my heart breaking all over again. I don’t know why a small part

when we got married or when I gave birth to Noah, nor after in the years

him my all but

three of us in our marriage. Him, me and the love of his life. The woman he’s refused to let

I was tired of crying. Tired of

you it’s rude to listen to

space. Interrupting my thoughts

near the kitchen counter. My now ex-husband, Rowan

mocking grey eyes pins

and joy. The only good thing in my life. His good looks are definitely curtesy of his

I give them a

down and jumps down from the

you too, my love” I kiss his forehead before he steps away from

my home, but now I

truth though,

HER in mind. This was HER

on letting her go. That he wouldn’t reciprocate my love

are you doing here?” he asks in annoyance and stares at his watch. “You promised you wouldn’t interrupt my time

and I thought I could bring you the

he looks at me like this, a piece of me breaks. I’ve loved him since

soul. I continued loving him. Holding on. Thinking things will change, but they

I’ve been craving since I was a child. I was wrong. Marriage turned to be a nightmare. I was always fighting with the ghost of his past. The ghost of a girl

chest. Trying to ease

does no good. It still fucking hurts even though we’ve been separated for

your room? Your mother and I need to discuss something” Rowan says through clenched teeth, the word mother slipping out of his mouth

looks between us for

fighting” he commands before

on the counter in anger. His grey

damn office instead of interrupting my time with my son” the words leave his lips in a growl. His hands are fisted and he looks