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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and playing with you,

If he

piece of paper,

be such a monster to you, but when Winnie died and she asked us to take you in, something just shifted inside me.

this as an excuse because nothing can make how we

and uncalled

is my punishment. Karma is really a vengeful bitch. I am getting exactly what I deserve for how I

this world, I want to tell you how sorry I am. For

and said, but it’s all I have. I’m

for being

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

there for your mother.

her mistakes towards you,

may not have showed it to

my darling

back in my

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

before died. Correct that, he wrote it

stand up abruptly and leave for my bedroom. I

don’t want to think about the pain they caused me.

them because I know that if I allow them to run rampant

head, then I

would cost me

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

my soul.

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down Refusing to let the tears flow. I’ve

tears on people

The fatigue, both emotional and physical weighs me

up

I scramble from my bed, falling down in the process. I was supposed to pick Noah up

I’m done I rush down the stairs, praying I don’t trip

stop in my tracks when I notice Rowan and Noah in the kitchen having breakfast. He was wearing a suit and was making pancakes.

Noah screams with his mouth full. “I wanted to wake you up, but dad

going on here?” I ask

want to finish these before

for your meeting? You should have

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

of him 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 to see this caring and kind version of him because I wasn’t ready to forgive him