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 this,

throat, obviously

do you love mommy or not?” Noah asks again, his

hear him sigh in defeat. “I love her for giving

a placation not

It still hurts. I feel my heart breaking all over again.

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

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

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

rub them way. I was tired of crying.

told you it’s rude

my thoughts in the process. I square my

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

pins me to

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

I give them a small

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

he steps away from me and

now I feel out of

truth though,

in mind. This was HER dream house, everything down to the color

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

in annoyance and stares at his watch. “You promised you wouldn’t interrupt my time with

know…I got the divorce degree today and I thought I could

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 thing to

he has broken my heart and shattered my soul. I continued loving him. Holding on. Thinking things will

I would finally get love. The love I’ve been craving since I was a child. I was wrong. Marriage turned to be a nightmare. I was always

Trying to ease the pain that

It still fucking hurts even though

you go up to your room? Your mother and I need to discuss something” Rowan says through clenched teeth, the word mother slipping

for a minute

he commands before

of ear shot, Rowan bangs his fist on

the words leave his lips in a growl. His

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