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.

had and never will. That was as clear as day. Knowing this, I still wanted to hear

his throat, obviously

mommy or not?”

sigh in defeat. “I love her for

a placation not

me. After 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 hoped that his answer would be

or when I gave birth to Noah, nor after in the years that had passed

entire duration of our marriage. I gave him my all but he

me and the

them way. I was tired of crying. Tired of chasing after

it’s rude

space. Interrupting my thoughts in the process.

he stands near the kitchen

mocking grey eyes pins me to

my son. My pride and joy. The only good thing in my life. His good looks are definitely

I give them

places his half eaten sandwich down and jumps down from the counter. He rushes to me and

I kiss his forehead before he steps away from me and

but now I feel out of

truth though, I never

or unknowingly, he built this house with HER in mind. This was HER dream house, everything down to

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

and stares at his

degree today and I thought I could bring you the

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 remember but that doesn’t mean a damn

over, he has broken my heart and shattered my soul. I continued loving him. Holding on.

a nightmare. I was always fighting with the ghost of

to ease

no good. It still fucking hurts

and I need to discuss something” Rowan says through clenched

for

fighting” he

of ear shot, Rowan bangs his fist on

the words leave his lips in a growl. His hands are fisted and