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.

clear as day. Knowing this, I still

clears his throat,

love mommy or not?” Noah asks again,

in defeat. “I love her for giving me you” he

a placation not

hurts. I feel my heart breaking all over again. I don’t know why a small part of

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

of our marriage. I gave him

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

rub them way. I was tired of crying.

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

the silent space. Interrupting my thoughts in the process.

the kitchen

eyes pins me to

thing in my life. His good looks are definitely

give them a small

and jumps down from the counter. He

forehead before he steps away from me and

stand there awkwardly. This used to be my home, but now I feel out of place in

truth though, I never

unknowingly, he built this house with HER in mind. This

should have been the first indication that he wasn’t planning on

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

and I thought I could bring

Every time he looks at me like this, a piece of me breaks. I’ve loved him since I can remember but that doesn’t mean a damn thing

and shattered my soul. I continued loving him. Holding on. Thinking things

married I thought I would finally 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 the ghost of his past. The ghost of a girl I could never measure up to no

Trying to ease the pain that

hurts even

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

for a minute before

he

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

have sent them to my damn office instead of interrupting my time with my son” the words leave his lips in a growl. His hands

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