Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

111. Cold darkness

THREE STRIKES AND YOU’RE OUT, AVA.

I read and re–read the note. My heart was beating so hard that I thought it would punch a hole through my chest. I was scared shitless and I didn’t know what to do. This was the third note I was getting.

I had just come from dropping Noah off at school when I found it in front of my door. When I first saw the box wrapped in a red bow, I thought that it was a gift. That is until I opened it and found a dead rat and

the note next to it.

I was now panicking because the threats seemed to be getting worse.

I dump the box and the rat in the trash bin before I take my phone and call Reaper. I prayed that he would have answers for me. That by some miracle he had found out who was behind all this.

He answered after the second ring and I breathed a sigh of relief.

“Ava” he answered roughly. He sounded like he had been smoking.

“Please tell me that you have something for me” I plead desperately.

I know it is rude not even greet him, but I am scared. I am constantly worried and looking over my shoulder. I’ve become so paranoid that anyone I accidentally bump into in the street or store,

immediately becomes a suspect.

I haven’t told my family or friends because I don’t want to worry them. If this continues though, I’ll have to tell them and also report it to the police. The more people who are looking into this, the better the

chances of finding this bastard.

“I’m sorry, Ava, but I have nothing. No one seems to know anything and all the leads we had turned out to

be dead ends” he says remorsefully.

I want to scream and shout. I want to curse the whole damn world, but what would be the use of it? I

need this person found, because I couldn’t shake this gut feeling that everything is about to go horribly

wrong.

nothing? I just got another note and it was attached to

So fucking afraid”

they fall anyway. They stream down my face like waterfall, soaking the top of my

Ava, but I am doing all that

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don’t know what about his words triggered me, but they just did. I

throughout my

my voice echoing

he calls through clenched and I freeze before

sorry. I’m so sorry, Reaper. I’m just frustrated and I took

and bratty

I get you, but you don’t have to worry about a thing. I

to you, okay?”

can I when everything inside me tells me that nothing is going

really bad will

my contacts then I’ll let you know

more.

“Okay”

waiting for another word, I

sit there on the kitchen stool as I stare at the dustbin. Thought after thought invade my head. I couldn’t find peace or a moment of respite. I was tired and worn out. I

my dreams are filled with nothing but nightmares. All of them consist of me

baby dying.

I haven’t gotten a time where my mind is still. If I’m not thinking about the

confession of love.

begin pacing. I needed a distraction or else I was

insane.

rings, but she doesn’t pick up. I try again, the same

Corrine’s number. She picks after the third

love. How are you?” she asks, though she sounded

wondering if you would like to

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desperate. I had enough things for me and my kids,

then so be it.

I have so much work, I don’t think today will be possible. How about Thursday?

make time for you”

disappointed, but I get her. She has a

I

see you

“Sure”