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 wanted

throat, obviously

love mommy or not?” Noah

him sigh in defeat. “I love

was a placation not

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

gave birth to Noah, nor after in

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

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

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

rude to listen to

voice cuts through the silent space. Interrupting my thoughts in the process. I square my shoulders

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

mocking grey eyes pins me

thing in my life. His good

them a

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 goes

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

though,

in mind.

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

asks in annoyance and stares at his watch. “You promised you wouldn’t

got the divorce degree today and I thought I could bring you the

thin line. Every time he looks at me like this, a piece

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

I was wrong. Marriage turned to be a

Trying to ease the pain

does no good. It still fucking hurts

your room? Your mother and I need to discuss something” Rowan says

between us for a

he commands before

of ear shot, Rowan bangs his fist on the counter in anger. His grey eyes are icy as he addresses

the words leave his lips in a growl. His hands are fisted and he looks about ready to