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…”

you love mommy or not?” Noah asks

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

a placation not

hurts. I feel my heart breaking all over again. I don’t know why a small

or when I gave birth to Noah, nor after

back through the entire duration of our marriage. I gave him

married but instead of two, there were three of us in our marriage. Him, me and

rub them way. I was tired of crying.

told you it’s rude to listen to other people’s

Interrupting my thoughts in the process. I square

the kitchen

eyes pins me to

eyes shift to my son. My pride and joy. The only good thing in my life. His good looks are definitely curtesy of his dad. He has my brown hair and his penetrating

them a

sandwich down and jumps down from the counter. He rushes to me and

my love” I kiss his forehead before he steps away

used to be my home, but now I feel out

truth though,

house with HER in mind. This

first indication that he wasn’t planning on letting her go. That he

asks in annoyance and stares at his watch.

divorce degree today and I thought I

thin line. Every time he looks at me like this, a piece of me breaks. I’ve loved him since I can remember but that doesn’t mean a damn

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

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 never measure up to no matter how

chest. Trying to ease the pain that was encased

no good. It still fucking hurts even though we’ve been separated for

Your mother and I need to discuss something” Rowan says through clenched teeth,

between us for a minute

he commands