Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 19

Chapter 19 ~ A hand or a messed mind

Chapter 19 A hand or a messed mind

Athena

"That's how forgettable you are."

The words echo in my mind, slicing through the silence of my car. Over

and over, they replay, like a cruel melody stuck on a loop,

each repetition heavier than the last.

I grip the steering wheel tighter, knuckles turning

white, but it does nothing to steady the trembling in my hands.

It's been thirty minutes thirty long, suffocating minutes -

and I'm still here, parked in the same spot, unable to step out of my car.

I barely slept a wink last night. I thought tears would help but they just made

it even worse because I woke up with a pounding head.

As I sit here, my chest feels too small for the ache inside it, like I'm trying

to swallow a scream that refuses to come out. The air

feels too thick, the car too quiet - the only sound is my uneven breathing, breaking the silence in shaky gasps.

It's at this point when I miss my mother. I wish she was still alive so I could tell her everything

while she hugged all the pain

away. But even that is a dream too far-fetched.

Did someone curse happiness from my life?

I have no one I can rely on. My aunt and uncle only see a bank in me and

my cousins are even worse. My parents were the most

kind and brought

people together but I guess they only showed up because of what they

could get from them because ever since

they died, no one has ever reached out.

I was getting married.

and Aunt showed up and all they kept saying

them every week now that I was married to

Tears I've been

I feel so alone. So broken

Should I get therapy?

help me feel

now I feel like I'm

want to be a better person

I blink, but

tears burn at the corners of my eyes, blurring the dashboard into a mess

me out of this abyss

another layer to

An hour.

an exam in an

running through questions,

I can think about is

or a messed

looked at me.

a disgusted look like

Forgettable.

that really

do when no matter what

never fit

living beyond my

would

remember how they would laugh and say

a drug addict. It hurt but

study hard. I got through that and entered into

I

I failing

thought nothing would crack me but I guess a heartbreak is bound to leave you

nothing special.." His voice

who's just... there.

until he can finally be free

forehead against the steering wheel, squeezing

the kind of hurt that gnaws at the edges

He doesn't care.

He never did.

maybe... maybe he never

I have a

a good

I have to move.

exam starts in less than

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