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.

as day. Knowing

throat, obviously

you love mommy or not?” Noah

sigh in defeat. “I love her for giving me you” he

a placation

eyes against the rush of pain that fills me. After all this time. It still hurts. I feel my heart breaking all over again.

I gave birth to Noah, nor after in the years that

back through the entire duration of our marriage. I gave him my all but he gave me nothing in return except

were married but instead of two, there were three of us in our marriage. Him, me and the love of his life. The woman he’s

way. I was tired

ever told you it’s rude

deep voice cuts through the silent space. Interrupting my thoughts

he stands near the kitchen counter.

grey eyes pins me

The only good thing in my life. His good looks are definitely curtesy of his dad. He has my brown hair and his penetrating grey

I give them a small

eaten sandwich down and jumps down from

you too, my love” I kiss his forehead before he steps away from me and goes back to

home, but now I feel out of place

truth though, I

mind. This was HER dream house, everything down

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

and stares at his watch. “You

I

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

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

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

chest. Trying to ease the

fucking hurts even though

I need to discuss something” Rowan says through

between us for a minute

fighting” he

Rowan bangs his fist on the counter in anger. His grey eyes are icy as he addresses

words leave his lips in a

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