Ex-Husband's Regret

Divorce decree
I get out of my car and slowly walk towards the mansion. My hands were trembling and my body was sweaty.

I still couldn’t believe that it was done. That I was finally divorced from him. The proof of that was currently in my handbag. I was here to bring the final papers to him and to pick Noah up.

Entering the house, I follow the sounds of hushed voices but stop in my tracks when I near the kitchen.

Right now I could hear them clearly and what I heard encased my soul in ice.

“I still don’t understand why you can’t live with me and mommy?” Noah asks his father.

My shaking hands go to my chest. My heart breaking at the sadness in his voice. I would do anything for him, but this divorce was inevitable.

Our marriage had been a mistake. Everything about us was a mistake. It just took me a while to see the truth.

“You know why Noah, you mother and I are no longer together” His voice is soft as he replies.

It’s weird really. That during the duration of our marriage he has never once spoken to me softly. It was always cold. Always flat and devoid of any emotion

“But why?”

“These things just happen” he mumbles.

I can imagine his face frowning. As he tries to make Noah understand so that he doesn’t ask any more questions. But Noah is my son. Curiosity and inquisition is in his blood.

“Don’t you love her?”

My breath gets caught at the simple heartfelt question. I take a step back and lean against the wall. Heart racing, I wait in anticipation for his answer.

I knew his answer. I’ve always known what it is. Everyone with the exception of Noah probably knows that damn answer.

The truth is he doesn’t love me. Never had and never will. That was as clear as day. Knowing this, I still wanted to hear his reply. Would he tell our son the truth or lie to him?

He clears his throat, obviously stalling. “Noah…”

love mommy or not?” Noah

sigh in defeat. “I love her for giving me you” he finally

placation

against the rush of pain that fills me. After all this time. It still hurts. I feel my heart breaking all over again. I don’t know why a small part of me had

those three words to me. Not when we got married or when I gave birth to Noah, nor after in the years that had

our marriage. I gave him my all but he gave me nothing in

instead of two, there were three of us in our marriage. Him, me and the love of his life. The woman he’s refused to let go for nine

but I rub them way. I was tired of crying.

it’s rude to

thoughts in the process. I square my

near the kitchen counter. My now

pins

good thing in my life. His

give them

down and jumps down from the counter. He rushes to me and hugs my mid-section. “I’ve missed

kiss his forehead before he

now I feel out of

truth though,

this house with HER in mind. This was HER dream house, everything down

should have been the first indication that he wasn’t planning on letting her go. That

are you doing here?” he asks in annoyance and stares at his watch. “You promised you wouldn’t

the divorce degree today and I thought I

face turns stone cold and his lips form a thin line. Every time he looks at me like this, a piece of me breaks.

he has broken my heart and shattered my soul. I continued loving him. Holding on.

married I thought I would finally get love. The love I’ve been craving since I was a child. I was wrong. Marriage turned to be a nightmare. I was always fighting with the ghost of his past. The ghost of a girl I could

my chest. Trying to ease the

good. It still fucking hurts even

Your mother and I need to discuss something” Rowan says through clenched teeth, the word mother slipping out of his mouth in

between us for a minute before

he commands