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

clears his throat, obviously

or not?” Noah

in defeat. “I love her

a placation not an

feel my

words to me. Not when we got married or when I gave birth to Noah, nor after in the years that had passed or when we

of our marriage. I gave him my

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

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

rude to listen to other

space. Interrupting my thoughts in the process. I square my shoulders and enter

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

eyes pins

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

give them a small

and jumps down from the counter. He rushes to me and hugs

too, my love” I kiss his forehead before he

used to be my home, but now I feel out of

truth though,

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

first indication that he wasn’t planning on letting her

are you doing here?” he asks in annoyance and stares at his

divorce degree today and I thought I could bring you the copy while I pick up

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

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

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 fighting with the ghost of his past. The ghost of a girl I could never measure up to no matter how much

Trying to ease

hurts even though we’ve been separated

room? Your mother and I need to discuss something” Rowan says through clenched teeth, the

looks between us for

he

is out of ear shot, Rowan bangs his fist on

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