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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you,

None of what he said was making any sense. If he used to like being around me when Winnie was still

piece

out to be such a monster to you, but when

as an excuse because nothing can

disgusting and uncalled

vengeful bitch. I am

tell you how sorry I am. For everything

and said, but it’s all

the worst father. Sorry for being the monster in

for forgiveness because I don’t deserve it. What I deserve is to burn in the

you be there for your mother. She’ll need you. She has a good

her mistakes towards

not have showed it

my darling sweet

back in my bag feeling

affected me so much when mother’s tears didn’t. May

wrote before died.

abruptly and leave for my bedroom. I push every

don’t want to think about them. I don’t want to think

think about anything. I block them because I know that if

head, then

can’t afford to be weak right now. It would cost

I wasn’t going to risk going back to the darkness

my soul.

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Refusing to let the tears flow. I’ve cried enough

waste my tears on people that didn’t deserve

up to me. The fatigue, both emotional and physical weighs

I wake up it’s

was supposed to pick Noah up at nine since Rowan had to fly out for

ten minutes. Once I’m done I rush down the stairs, praying I don’t trip and break my neck in the

having breakfast. He was wearing a suit and was

you’re finally awake” Noah screams with his mouth full. “I wanted to wake you up, but dad

on here?”

Take a seat and eat something. I want to finish these before I leave” Rowan replies while flipping the

for your meeting? You should have woken

meeting. You looked like you needed the sleep, so I let you sleep” he says as

I didn’t know existed. I don’t want to see it because I don’t want to think of him as the good guy. I don’t want