Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

37. Having a breakdown

The warm light on my faces wakes me up. At first I’m confused as to how I ended up in my room, but then the heavy hand around my waist brings the memories of what happened back.

I start to internally panic so much so that I’m afraid I’ll wake Ethan up. I didn’t want him up now. Not when I was having a nervous breakdown. Not while my head was a mess. As slowly as I can, I

get up and leave the bed.

He turns and murmurs something in his sleep, but he doesn’t wake up. I heave a sigh of relief even as I put some clothes on and pick up my phone from the dresser.

Tip toing to the door, I wince a little when I open it and it creeks. I look back, my heart in my

mouth. I’m immediately thankful when I see Ethan still in bed.

The sheets were down to his waist, exposing his very well defined abs and an arm was thrown

over his face. Swallowing loudly, I leave the room.

I walk down my stairs feeling like I was doing the walk of shame even though I was in my own

house. The soreness between my legs, a testament of how Ethan took his job at remedying my

pain seriously.

The moment I get the kitchen I let loose. All the panic and anxiety I tried stifling in my room

rushes through me like an Avalanche.

“Call down, people have S** all the time” I try telling myself but instead of calming down it only

increases the pace of my wildly beating heart.

I start pacing the tiled floors. Still unable to believe that I had S** with another man. I always

thought that the only man who would ever touch me or see me naked is Rowan. Here we are

though, not only did I let Ethan kiss me, but I also allowed him into my bed.

Tired of pacing, I sit on the kitchen stool. My feet tapping nervously on the floor. What am I

supposed to do now? How am I supposed to act? I didn’t know what the protocol after these type of

things happened is.

Am I supposed to make him breakfast? Would he even want breakfast? Is it something that will

happen again or is it a one nightstand?

I place a hand on my beating heart. I felt like my chest was going to explode. I’ve never done

something like this before. Even if I hadn’t been in love with Rowan, I always believed that I would

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“You don’t have to love someone to have S** with them…you just have to be attracted to them” A

voice whispers.

I want to argue with it but my phone vibrating stops me. I unlock it.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

I read the simple message, wondering who could have sent it. That is until I lift my eyes and see it’s from Rowan. I’m shocked and then angry. 4

He has no right at all to send me that stupid message. Not when he has never wished me a happy birthday during our marriage and especially not after the disgusting things he said to me.

I stand up and go back to pacing. I mean why now? Why now when we are divorced? Why today of

all day? A few hours after I have slept with another man.

I don’t think it’s fair to compare two men S**ually, but Ethan thoroughly fucked me. Simple and clear. There was passion and heat, something that lacked with Rowan Ethan took me in positions I didn’t even know were possible. I loved that but I also hated it because it proved how stale my

S** life with Rowan was.

The only time Rowan ever took me like that was the first time we had S** and it was only because he thought he was sleeping with Emma, the love of his fucking life.

I always wanted it to be like that between us. Always thought that something was missing. It wasn’t bad, but I just wanted more.

Now after my night with Ethan I realize what has been missing between Rowan and I was the passion. I also realize that it had been missing because I wasn’t who he had wanted

I push the pain that tries to resurface away. I didn’t want to think that Rowan was holding back even when we were having S** simply because he’d wanted another woman instead.

my phone. Just to distract myself from the turmoil of what was happening inside

happy birthday. They were from Travis, Letty, mother and

the rest and make a mental

understand. Why now? What did they

forgiveness?” the same voice

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Such a simple word yet

when they broke me? How

only one who got blamed was me. I was the one that was called names, the one that was looked down on. The

that got the emotional and verbal abuses. I took all

more I thought about it, the more I got angry. I can feel the

I lost just as much as Rowan did because of that

to see how I was breaking or how

for them to feel good about themselves? They broke me and yet no one wants to acknowledge that. No

pain that I have been holding back. All the pain I’ve been pushing down I can’t contain it anymore. It all comes rushing to the surface as my

scream that leaves my mouth is animalistic even to my own ears. It reverberates off the walls, echoing my torment. I lash out, my fist

My fragile heart was breaking all over

been buried deep continues to surface up.

hate them I hate Rowan for what he

I turn at his

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there shirtless He looks at me in shock. The kitchen

barstools.

on my knees in surrender, not caring

pain compared to an

I continued to let him. He left me with nothing Ethan. I’m empty,

I’m carrying are getting heavy” I

didn’t I see that I was trying to hold on to something that wasn’t supposed to stand? That I was living in a waste land that

feel his hands around me. “Let it all go, let the pain go, Ava. It’s the

cry my heart out

He doesn’t say a word. He

my past, my unhealed scars, lay scattered on the floor A physical

apart as I breakdown and all the pain I have

bridal style and leads me up the stairs. My eyes were beginning to close as I feel a certain peace

me

guilty of my past sins, I think I’ve already paid enough for those mistakes.

time to come out of the

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37. Having a breakdown

I’m confused as to how I ended up

then the heavy hand around my waist brings the memories

start to internally panic so much so that I’m afraid I’ll wake Ethan up. I didn’t want him up now. Not when I was having a nervous breakdown. Not while my head

and

in his sleep, but he doesn’t wake up. I heave a sigh of

I put some clothes on and

open it and

immediately thankful when I see

his waist, exposing his very well defined abs

his face. Swallowing loudly, I leave

like I was doing the walk of shame even though I was in my own. house. The soreness between my legs, a testament of how Ethan took his job

pain seriously.

loose. All the panic and anxiety

me

down, people have S** all the time” I try telling myself but instead of calming down

of my wildly

I had S** with another man. I always

kiss me, but I also allowed him into my

nervously on the floor. What am 1 supposed to do now? How am I supposed

to make him breakfast? Would he even want breakfast? Is it something that

hand on my beating heart. I felt like my chest was going to explode. I’ve never done something like this

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currently not strong.

have to love someone to have S** with

voice whispers.

want to argue with it but my phone vibrating stops

HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

message, wondering who could have sent it. That

from Rowan. I’m shocked and then

has no right at all to send me that stupid message. Not when he has never

after the disgusting things he

up and go back to pacing. I mean why

few hours after I have

to compare two men S**ually, but Ethan thoroughly

something that lacked

possible. I loved that but I also hated

with Rowan

like that was the