Ex-Husband's Regret

A surprise
It’s been a month since the whole thing with Ethan happened. Am I okay? Definitely not. Does it

still hurt? Fuck yes. Have I moved on? Absolutely not.

Things haven’t been easy. Every day I find myself drowning further and further in a sea of pain and heartache. I thought I was doing okay when I decided to move on with Ethan. I realize now

that I was probably just lying to myself.

Ethan’s betrayal has drenched up all the other pains I tried burying. All the hurts I tried

forgetting. It was like I was now back to square one. Only thing is that I had a few more new scars

marring my heart and soul.

I go through the days in a fog. Just living numbly. Time and things pass me by because I wasn’t

really living. I am just surviving. Taking each day one at a time.

Everyone seems to have moved on, but I feel like I am just stuck. Stuck in a never ending cycle of

pain and heartbreak. My world right now is dark and cold and I feel all alone.

“Miss Sharp, are you okay?” Mark, one of my students asks me.

Fuck, I hate that name. It serves as a reminded that the people who gave it to me broke me. I

wanted to change it, but I didn’t know which name to take. I didn’t want to take the Howell’s name

given I don’t know that much about them. There is also the fact that I haven’t spoken to them

since that day at my house.

“Yes, I am…focus on the classwork” I reply to him before looking down at the books on my desk.

I loved teaching, but nowadays it has become like a chore. Every day I come to work, I can’t help

but wish the hours would fly by quickly so that I can go home. I wanted solitude but I wasn’t

getting enough of that with Letty and Rowan checking up on me every damn time.

My students have noticed something is wrong. Classes aren’t as fun as they used to be. I wasn’t as

cheery as I was before. I was like a robot. Lifeless. Because of this some of my students have

started skipping class. I just don’t know how to bring back the old Ava.

‘Instead of trying to bring the old you, why don’t you try to create a new version?‘ an internal voice

asks.

Was that even possible? Creating a new version. A version of me that is different from the child,

teen then woman who has been broken too many times to count.

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too deeply

out of my class without saying a single word to

teacher’s lounge. I just want to breathe a little before I have to go to my next class Luckily, no one stops me in the hallway. I

to anyone

the teacher lounge and freeze up. I was expecting

release a groan as I walk to

just as I sit down. Nora’s name flashes. I’ve ignored their calls

relationship with Ethan I

accept button instead

she

anything. Just release the breath

me out. Don’t shut me and your

at

wanted to. My mouth refuses to move.

fucking word.

I want to be in your life. I want to

I already lost one child, please don’t makeme

breaks my heart.

I’ve been so emotional these

time” I tell her slowly. Trying to push back

time if that’s what you need, but

always carried you in my heart even when I thought you had died. I hope you

that I’ll always be here for you if you need me”

feels so good to be wanted, but I don’t know if I can trust them yet. Only time

I reply before

I just don’t know. What if she’s just looking

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I’m afraid of. Of being used. Of being a second choice

Rowan.

cold or anything like that towards them. I was just trying to protect

pieces of my heart.

girl” Carol says walking towards my

I groan under

and she had a way of annoying the

stick her nose

shock. “With the way you’ve been eating

think you’re preggo”

my seat. Her words ring in

through every

“Are you okay, Ava? You have to know that I was

right?”

out of the lounge, I blindly ran through the hallway till I am out of the

of the parking lot.

be happening. Please don’t let it be happening.

think back. Try to do the math, but my mind is so jumbled that I cannot think

not caring that I will probably be pulled for over

Carol was wrong.

store, I park my car and rush out. Unluckily for me, I bump