Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

66. His letter

1 stare at the piece of paper on my table, not really sure what to do about it.

I was now at home. I had gotten back like an hour ago. The whole time, I spent it debating whether I should open it or tear it to pieces

The paper had been burning a hole in my purse the entire time I drove back home. Now, here I am

Still staring at it.

A part of me was curious about it contents. The other didn’t much care about what was written. The man who wrote it hated me. What good could come out of reading a letter written by him?

I pick it up, about to tear it, but a voice stops me.

‘Just read the damn thing. What’s the worst that could happen?‘ my inner voice whispers.

I cringe at the words.

Famous last words. I think to myself.

The worst thing that could happen is he hurts me.

Words were dangerous. They cause more damage than any weapon can. I still remember some of the harsh words my so called parents said to me over the years. The wounds their words inflicted

have never truly healed.

‘Just open it!‘ the voice screams.

Not giving myself a second to back out, I unfold the letter.

[Dear Ava,

If you’re reading this then it’s because I didn’t make it out of surgery. Truth be told, I don’t think I

will. They’re trying to save me not knowing that their efforts are futile. I am too far gone and I can already see you grandparents calling me to come join them. It may be the imagination of a dying

man or not, but I believe I have a special place in hell for how I treated you.

You were such a sweet girl when Winnie left you with us, but we destroyed that. We destroyed

your light and I will forever regret that I did that to you my sweet girl.

I remember when she still had you. I used to play with you and Emma. You were so innocent and

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playing with you, Travis and

None of what he said was making any sense. If he used to like being around me when Winnie was still alive, then what the hell changed?

piece

monster to you, but when Winnie died and she asked us to take you in, something just shifted inside

an excuse because nothing can make how we

and uncalled

know that this is my punishment. Karma is really a vengeful bitch. I am getting exactly what

sorry I am. For everything I

for what I did and said, but it’s all I have.

for being the monster

I don’t deserve it. What I deserve is to burn in

for your mother. She’ll need you. She has

mistakes towards you, she’ll

you. I may not have showed

my darling sweet

fold the paper and shove it back in my bag

me so much when mother’s

wrote before died. Correct that, he wrote it

and leave for

want to think about the

because I know that if I allow them to run rampant

then I would

would cost me more than I’m willing to

wasn’t going to risk

my soul.

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let the

waste my tears on people that didn’t

tiredness catches up to me. The fatigue, both emotional and physical weighs me down and I

wake up it’s around

I scramble from my bed, falling down in the process. I was supposed to pick Noah up at nine since Rowan had to fly out for

I’m done I rush down the stairs, praying I

breakfast. He was wearing a suit

mouth full. “I wanted to wake

going on here?” I ask in

to finish these before

meeting? You should have woken me

sleep, so I let you sleep” he says as if it were

don’t want to think of him as the good guy. I don’t want to