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.

was as clear as day. Knowing

clears his throat, obviously

love mommy or not?” Noah asks again,

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

placation

hurts. I feel my heart breaking all over again. I don’t know why a small part of me had hoped that his answer would

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

the entire duration of our marriage. I gave him my all but he gave me nothing in return except pain and

but instead of two, there were three of us in our marriage. Him, me and the love of his life. The woman he’s

but I rub them way. I was tired

ever told you it’s rude to listen to other people’s

the silent space. Interrupting my thoughts in the process. I square my

the kitchen

grey eyes pins me to the

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

I give them

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

kiss his forehead before he steps away from me and

now I feel out of place in it.

truth though,

mind. This was HER dream house, everything

wasn’t planning on letting her go.

stares at his watch. “You

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

this, a piece of me breaks. I’ve loved him since

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

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

ease the pain that

no good. It still fucking hurts

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

looks between us for a minute

he

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

leave his lips in