Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

I wake up and find myself alone in bed. I heave a sigh. I just knew that it was all a dream. There was just no way Rowan would have slept with me on my bed. I don’t remember everything after I fell asleep at the hospital. I was pumped so full of drugs that I actually started to imagine things

that weren’t real.

I get out of bed slowly, but I have to sit down when the room begins to spin. After a few minutes, I

walk as carefully as I can to the bathroom and take a shower. I just wanted the overall smell of the

hospital washed from my skin.

I had so much to do that I didn’t know where to start. I had no phone and neither did I have a car. The police told me that my phone got smashed when I hit the ground. I had a few weeks of leave

from school but I needed to figure out my car situation before I got back to work.

By the time I’m done with dressing, my head was killing me.

‘F***! I needed my pain meds.‘ I think to myself

I walk down stairs wondering how I was going to survive for the next couple of days. I was still

weak and I could barely lift a finger without all my energy being drained.

Getting down stairs, I make my way to the kitchen and make myself something simple for

breakfast. At this point I just wanted to go back to sleep and maybe wake up after a century.

Deciding it’s better for me to sit somewhere comfortable, I ditch the kitchen island and head to

the living room instead.

Who knew head injuries took a lot out of you?

I eat my food which tasted like cardboard and take my meds. I was just about to lay down on the couch and take a nap when my doorbell rang.

I groan in annoyance. I didn’t want to stand up and walk to the door to open for whoever it is that’s

on the other side. My legs felt like jelly and I was in no mood for visitors. I just wanted my damn.

sleep.

I consider ignoring it when the bell rings again. Would it be considered rude if I did that? I mean they could just assume that I was asleep and leave, right? That was hopeful thinking on my part because the next second, the bell rings again.

1 curse a string and stand up to walk towards the door. I open it and I come face to face with a woman I’ve never seen standin on my porch. She was shockingly beautiful. Black hair, big green eyes, heart shaped face and full lips.

“Uh, can I help you?” I ask, leaning against the doorframe.

+15 BONUS

I was sure any minute now my legs would give out and I would collapse on the floor.

The woman gives me a small smile, tears filling her eyes before she does the strangest thing. She

me and hugs me. I stiffen, not sure

you would still be asleep” she says

who are you?”

should

bad”

was comical

get in?” she

so I’m not sure inviting you to my home is a

skeptical especially after what happened to you. but I promise I’m

don’t know why but I trusted her and I just got this urge deep

and I’ll dance all the way to my bedroom to take a

smile. “Do you

me struggling.

glare at her but I

her hand in

on the couch. My legs were shaking at this

weak.

are you here?” I was

but you can call me Letty…I’m

have never listen to my st*

we are done

wanted nothing to do with anyone from my so called family. They were bound to be just like them and I was done letting such

hear me out” she pleads and against

+15 BONUS

it is about her but I’m at ease around her even though she

not one to trust

may love the idiot but I can

to you. No matter what you did, you didn’t

have treated you.

for a while to come and see you but I was afraid that you will turn me down

just had to come. I know you

that you will give me a chance

around and get my feet on

he know you

but he does know that I

other”

loves him, that’s obvious. Travis isn’t a bad guy,

down, hating on me and

small part is against that Something tells me that if I give her

It was time I expanded my circle. I couldn’t continue

people out.

a chance on

the drugs or maybe something else but I decide to take a leap

worst that can

words‘ a voice whispers in

“What’s your condition?”

Travis or his family to me. I don’t want anything to

the battle waging inside her. She is debating, deciding whether it the right

friendship with