Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

3. Emma’s back

I sat on the cold hospital chair breathing in then out. Mother was still sobbing and she couldn’t be consoled. My heart broke for her. I understand it isn’t easy losing the man you love in such an unexpected way.

It was still a shock. I expected him to make a full recovery but now he was dead and I had no idea how to feel.

We never saw eye to eye and even though he hated me. I loved him. He was after all my father so how could I not love him?

“You okay?” Rowan asks sitting down beside me.

He arrived about an hour ago and this is the first time he talked to me since he came. I didn’t know what to do with the concern he was showing. After all he has never taken my feelings into consideration before.

“Yeah” I manage to say.

I haven’t shed a tear since we were given the news. Maybe it was belated shock or maybe I ran out of tears for him. Right now I was doing all I could to stay afloat since everyone else was breaking down.

I see feet in my peripheral vision and when I look up I find Travis staring at me. Just like always there isn’t a flicker of warmth in his eyes when he looks at me. I know what I did was a wrong but I haven’t I paid enough for that night?

“What?” I ask him.

Emma when dad got shot so she should be arriving soon. She still doesn’t know that dad didn’t

her name still affects him. The warmth he provided just a

what

years. I doubt she would want to be in the same vicinity as me

cordial and give her space” mother adds, wiping the

you know what you’re asking

let you do that again especially now that your father is no longer with us

the past in my face. Haven’t I already paid enough for the actions I took when I was young and foolish? Yet

daughter or am I also dead to

chance to answer. I stand up and leave.

in the cold air. Tears sting my eyes but I refuse to let them fall. What am I even doing here? Why did she bother calling me if she feels like she only has one

wants to walk away right now and never look back. After all, I never considered myself part of their family and they didn’t consider me as

are you James Sharp’s daughter?” a nurse appears

nod my head after calming down my erratic beating

the body” she softly tells me,

just give me a

me so I owe him. With that, I make a decision. I would give him a proper burial, then after that I would wash my hands from

They would no longer

the morgue. By the time I get there, the rest

when he is asleep. You would

father” I tell

the cold room. I shake off the heaviness that settles over my heart knowing he wasn’t the only one I