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.

is he doesn’t love me. Never had and never will. That was as clear as day. Knowing this, I still wanted to

clears his throat,

love mommy or not?” Noah asks again,

sigh in defeat. “I love her

a placation

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

we got married or when I gave birth to Noah, nor after

I gave him my all but he gave me

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

I was tired of crying. Tired of chasing after a man

you it’s rude to listen to other

thoughts in the

he stands near the kitchen counter. My

mocking grey eyes pins me

only good thing in my life. His good looks are definitely curtesy of his

I give them a

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

before he steps away from

but now I feel

truth though,

house with HER in mind.

the first indication that he wasn’t planning on letting her

are you doing here?” he asks 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 bring you the copy while I pick up

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

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

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

rub my chest. Trying to ease the pain that was

hurts even though we’ve been separated

something” Rowan

us for a minute before

he

bangs his fist on the counter in anger. His grey eyes

my time with my son” the words leave