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.

had and never will. That was as clear as day. Knowing this, I still wanted to

throat, obviously

you love mommy or not?” Noah asks

defeat. “I love her

was a placation not an

the rush of pain that fills me. After all this time. It still 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

never said those three words to me. Not when we got married or when I gave birth to Noah, nor after

marriage. I gave him my all but he gave me nothing in return

us in our marriage. Him, me and the love of his life. The woman

way. I was tired of crying. Tired of

told you it’s rude

through the silent space. Interrupting my thoughts in the process. I square my shoulders and enter the

he stands near the kitchen counter.

eyes pins me to the

His good looks are definitely curtesy of his dad. He has my brown hair and his

I give them

jumps down from the counter. He rushes to me and hugs my mid-section.

kiss his forehead before he steps away from me and goes back

home, but now

though,

house with HER in mind. This was HER dream house, everything down to the

have been the first indication that he wasn’t planning on letting her go. That he wouldn’t reciprocate my love for

and stares at his

I thought I

line. 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

and over, he has broken my heart and shattered my soul. I continued loving him. Holding on.

got 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

to ease

fucking hurts

I need to discuss something” Rowan says through

us for a

fighting” he

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

the words leave his lips in a growl. His hands are fisted and he looks about ready