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.

Never had and never will. That was as clear as day. Knowing this, I still wanted to hear his reply. Would he tell our son the

clears his throat, obviously stalling.

mommy or not?” Noah asks again,

in defeat. “I love her for

a placation not

After all this time. It still hurts. I feel my heart breaking all over again. I don’t know why a small

Not when we got married or when I gave birth to Noah,

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

two, there were three of us in our marriage. Him, me and the love of his life. The woman he’s refused to let go for nine

tired of crying. Tired

it’s rude to listen to other people’s

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

kitchen counter. My now

eyes pins

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

them a small

jumps down from the counter. He rushes

love” I kiss his forehead before he steps away

be my home, but now I

truth though, I never

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

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

annoyance and stares at his watch. “You promised you

thought I could bring you the copy while

turns stone cold and his lips form a thin line. Every time he looks at me like this, a piece of me breaks.

has broken my heart and shattered my soul. I continued loving him. Holding

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

my chest. Trying to ease the pain that was encased

does no good. It still fucking hurts even though we’ve

you go up to your room? Your mother and I need to discuss something”

looks between us for a minute

he commands before

as he is out of ear shot, Rowan bangs his fist on the counter in anger.

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