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.

will. That was as clear as day. Knowing this, I still wanted

throat, obviously

you love mommy or not?” Noah asks again,

sigh in defeat. “I love

placation not

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

those three words to me. Not when we got married or when I gave birth to Noah, nor

the entire duration of our marriage. I gave him my all but he gave me nothing

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

rub them way. I was tired of crying. Tired of chasing after a man

you it’s rude to listen to other

my thoughts in the process. I

the kitchen counter. My now ex-husband,

grey eyes pins me to

my son. My pride and joy. The only good thing in my life. His good looks are definitely curtesy of his dad. He has my brown

I give them a small

from the counter. He rushes

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

now I

truth though, I

he built this house with HER in mind. This

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

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

divorce degree today and I thought I could bring you the

this, a piece of me breaks. I’ve loved him since I can remember but that doesn’t mean a

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

was wrong. Marriage turned to be a nightmare. I was always fighting with the ghost of

Trying to ease the pain that was

still fucking hurts even though

and I need to discuss something” Rowan says through clenched teeth, the word mother slipping

us for a minute

he commands before

is out of ear shot, Rowan bangs his fist on the counter

words leave his lips in a growl. His hands are fisted and