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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question or think too deeply

my class without saying a single word

I rush to the teacher’s lounge. I just want to breathe a little before I have to go

to anyone

and freeze up. I was expecting it to be at least

I release a groan as I walk to

down. Nora’s name flashes. I’ve ignored their calls not really

relationship with Ethan I

accept button instead

she

anything. Just release the breath

out. Don’t shut me and

catching at the

if I wanted

fucking word.

want to be in your life. I want to be the mother I was

there for you. I already lost one child, please don’t makeme lose another. Losing you again just

breaks my heart.

Damn it. I’ve been

need time” I tell her slowly.

breath. “I’ll give you time if that’s what you need, but always remember

carried you in my heart even when I thought you had

I’ll always be here for you if you

wanted, but I don’t know if I can trust them yet. Only time will

I reply before

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

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That’s what I’m afraid of. Of being used. Of being a second choice just like

Rowan.

anything like that towards them. I was

pieces of my heart.

Carol says walking

groan under

a junior highschool teacher and she had a way of annoying the hell out of

to stick her nose

me in shock. “With

you’re preggo” she finishes with a

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

every fiber

you okay, Ava? You have to

right?”

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

of the parking lot.

happening. Please don’t let

try to think back. Try to do the math, but my mind is so jumbled that

drive fast, not caring that I will probably be pulled for over

Carol was wrong.

to the store, I park my car and