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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answer that question or think too deeply about it,

out of my class without saying

keep my head down as I rush to the teacher’s lounge. I just want to breathe a little before I have to

to anyone

and freeze up. I was expecting it to be

packed. I release a groan as I walk to

rings just as I sit down. Nora’s name flashes. I’ve ignored their calls not really

given their relationship with Ethan I go

accept button instead

she calls

say anything. Just release

dear, please don’t shut me out. Don’t shut me and your father out” she

at

wanted to. My mouth

fucking word.

Ava and I want to be in your life. I want to be

I already lost one child, please don’t makeme lose another. Losing you again just after finding you would kill me” she pleads, crying and

breaks my heart.

eyes. Damn it. I’ve been so

slowly. Trying to

you time if that’s what you need, but always remember

you in my heart even when

here for you if you need me”

be wanted, but I don’t know if I can

reply

I just don’t know. What if she’s just looking for someone to hang

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Of being used. Of being a second

Rowan.

anything like that towards them. I was just trying

pieces of my heart.

Carol says walking

I groan

highschool teacher and she had a

her nose in

shock. “With the way you’ve been eating and how

would think you’re preggo” she finishes with a

know she was joking, but I freeze in my seat. Her words ring in

every fiber of

and frowns. “Are you okay, Ava? You have to know

right?”

Rushing out of the lounge, I blindly ran through the hallway till I am out of the school. I immediately jump into my car and speed

of the parking lot.

be happening. Please

math, but my mind is so jumbled that I

fast, not caring that I will probably be pulled for

Carol was wrong.

car and