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.

Knowing this, I still wanted to hear his reply. Would he

clears his throat, obviously

do you love mommy or not?” Noah

sigh in defeat. “I love her for giving

was a placation not an

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

three words to me. Not when we got married or when I gave birth to Noah, nor after in

marriage. I gave him my

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

I rub them way. I was tired of crying. Tired

it’s rude to listen to other

Interrupting my thoughts in

stands near the kitchen

mocking grey eyes pins me to the

shift to my son. My pride and joy. The only good thing in my life. His good looks are definitely curtesy of his dad. He has my brown hair and his

I give them

down and jumps down from the

I kiss his forehead before he steps away

my home, but now I feel out

truth though, I

in mind. This was HER dream house, everything down

have been the first indication that he wasn’t planning on letting her go. That he wouldn’t

annoyance and stares at his watch.

got the divorce degree today and I thought I could

cold and his lips form a thin line. Every time he looks at me like this, a piece of me breaks. I’ve loved him since I can

my heart and shattered my soul. I continued loving him. Holding on.

Marriage turned to be a nightmare. I was always fighting with the ghost of his past. The ghost of a girl I could never measure up to no matter how much I

rub my chest. Trying to ease the pain that

fucking hurts even

to discuss something” Rowan says through clenched teeth,

us for a minute

fighting” he

out of ear shot, Rowan bangs his fist on the counter in anger. His

could have sent them to my damn office instead of interrupting my time with my son” the words leave