Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Calvin.

"What the fuck are you doing at my house, Emma" I say through gritted teeth.

Gunner and I were busy repainting his room, before the doorbell rang. The last thing I wanted was for him to hear me shouting and come down only to see this bitch.

I glare at her as I feel my anger rise within me. My fists are clenched, and my jaw is clamped tightly in an effort to stop me from blowing up.

"I-I" she doesn't finish the sentence, and it just pisses me off even more.

Fuck this! I get out of the house and close the door behind me. I needed to get rid of her.

"I asked you a fucking question, Emma!" I snap, gripping the door handle like a vise, just to center myself.

After all the shit she's put me and Gunner through, she now has the audacity to show up on my doorstep?

The pain and heartache of over almost a decade. Did she really think that I would easily forget it? That I'd put it behind me and pretend like she didn't reap my heart out over and over again. Pretend that she didn't put my soul through a fucking mincer and shredded me to pieces?

It fucking hurts. It still fucking hurts even now. The pain is constantly there. The scars aren't fucking healed and I doubt they'll ever will.

"Please, I just want to see him. I want to see Gunner?" she pleads, tears filling her eyes, but seeing them does nothing.

She doesn't try to hide her emotions

I thought you didn't want him" I scoff, folding my arms across my chest. "Weren't you the one that was insistent on

when her lips start trembling and her face twists as if

"He's my son"

unfortunate that Gunner had to have you as a mother to be honest. If you want to see the true meaning of being a mom, then look

onslaught of pain flashes in her eyes and

what did it get you? Always feeling like you're better than her, but in real sense you aren't even fucking close. You were

were aimed at eviscerating her. They were meant to destroy her and bring her to her knees. She's always hated Ava. Always hated being compared to her, so I knew this would destroy her. Call

to inflict, I couldn't hide my self-loathing. She isn't wholly to blame. I take some of the blame because I allowed her to use for so

her. I loved her. She

day she'd come to love me. That she'd see just how good we were together and that she didn't need Rowan's love. Not when she had my heart in her

self-centered she was. She cared about nobody but herself and

opened

turned sour. I hated her. Loathed her with everything that I am. At Right though. When my son is asleep and I'm lying alone in my huge bed, I allow

the power to treat me as she

begging pulls

changed. She's lost weight and some color. She is nothing like the woman I remembered. Her light was gone, and she looked like a shadow

lost now that the man you've held on to for so long doesn't

just want to make

lost, Emma. It's too late for your