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.

Never had and never will. That was as clear as day. Knowing this,

his throat,

or not?” Noah asks

sigh in defeat. “I love

a placation not

feel my heart breaking all over again. I don’t know why a small part of me had hoped that his answer would

when I gave

our marriage. I gave him my all but he gave me nothing

of two, there were three of us in our marriage. Him, me and the love of his life. The woman he’s

eyes but I rub them way. I was tired of crying. Tired of chasing

it’s rude to listen

deep voice cuts through the silent space. Interrupting my thoughts in the process. I square my

kitchen

grey eyes pins me to

good thing in my life. His good looks

give them

Noah places his half eaten sandwich down and jumps down from the counter. He rushes to me and hugs

too, my love” I kiss his forehead before he steps away from me and goes back

awkwardly. This used to be my home, but now I feel out of place in it. Like I don’t

truth though, I

house with HER in mind.

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

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

today and I thought I could bring you the copy while I pick

cold and his lips form a thin line. Every time he looks at me like this, a piece of me breaks. I’ve

he has broken my heart and shattered my soul. I continued loving

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 matter how much

my chest. Trying to ease the

It still fucking hurts even though

and I need to discuss something”

between us for a

he commands before

shot, Rowan bangs his fist on the counter in anger. His grey eyes are

words leave his lips in a growl. His