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.

dad got shot so she should be arriving soon.

intake of air. That’s the only indication I need to know that her name still affects him. The warmth

mumble because what else

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

to be cordial and give her space” mother adds, wiping the

know what you’re

years ago with your betrayal. I won’t let you do that again especially now that your father is

paid enough for

daughter or am I also dead

to answer. I stand up

outside I breathe in the cold air. Tears sting my eyes but I refuse to let them fall. What am I even

me 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 one of their own too. I should just leave and forget about them just like they seem

nurse

my head after calming down my

They’re viewing the body” she softly tells me, probably trying to be mindful of my

just give me a

I owe him. With that, I

no longer have

ask for the direction to the morgue. By the time

so at peace. Kind of like he does when he is asleep. You would think that he is just resting. Instead he was dead. His soul long departed from his

father” I

he wasn’t the only one I would be saying goodbye to. They would never love me. It was time I let go