Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Chapter 0440 " Ifumble and twist my hands as I wait-for my therapist to be done with her current client. I'm so tempted to flee, but that would just make me look like a coward. I I was already tired of being one.

My phone rings, pulling from my thoughts. I sigh in relief, so grateful and happy for the interruption. Without even checking the caller ID, I swipe the screen and accept the call.

“Are you there, yet?” her voice comes through the phone.

I don’t have to guess who it is. Her voice is ingrained on my brain. I would know it anywhere. Even in my dreams.

“Hello to you too,” I reply sarcastically, and lean back against the chair, feeling myself start to relax.

The room was painted in a warm orange

color. You would think it would look ugly, but it doesn’t. It makes the room feel I welcoming. It also gives you the impression of a warm sunset. re Color isn’t the only thing that makes this room welcoming. There are also the soft and fluffy pillows. The live potted plants, flowers and interesting art. I guess the whole interior is meant to put you at ease.

“Hey, now are you there?” Molly asks again, not wasting any time. “I just had to call and confirm you actually went for your appointment.” Sighing, I answer. “I'm here, don’t worry about it” I hear release a breath through the phone.

worried that I wouldn’t come to appointment given

was so worried,

will be

because what was there to say. I wasn’t

that, my eyes wonders to the art on the wall. Awoman crouched down; her face hidden. Her spine was

my

That maybe healing won't be easy. That I'd will painful and it’ll leave me bared for my therapist to see. Maybe it meant that for me to heal, I needed to let go of the darkness

her voice once again pulls me back to

don’t know if it will be a

and see,” I reply absentmindedly and give her

“I’m just glad that you went, that’s what important to me. That you are willing to I try” I smile even though she can’t even see me. I

for

I tell her, just as the secretary lifts her ringing phone and signals to

her. “I think my session is about to begin” “Okay. Good luck and don’t forget to call and tell me how it goes” “will do” After saying goodbye, I hang up the phone and throw it inside my bag.