Ex-Husband's Regret

Cold darkness
THREE STRIKES AND YOU’RE OUT, AVA.

I read and re–read the note. My heart was beating so hard that I thought it would punch a hole through my chest. I was scared shitless and I didn’t know what to do. This was the third note I was getting.

I had just come from dropping Noah off at school when I found it in front of my door. When I first saw the box wrapped in a red bow, I thought that it was a gift. That is until I opened it and found a dead rat and

the note next to it.

I was now panicking because the threats seemed to be getting worse.

I dump the box and the rat in the trash bin before I take my phone and call Reaper. I prayed that he would have answers for me. That by some miracle he had found out who was behind all this.

He answered after the second ring and I breathed a sigh of relief.

“Ava” he answered roughly. He sounded like he had been smoking.

“Please tell me that you have something for me” I plead desperately.

I know it is rude not even greet him, but I am scared. I am constantly worried and looking over my shoulder. I’ve become so paranoid that anyone I accidentally bump into in the street or store,

immediately becomes a suspect.

I haven’t told my family or friends because I don’t want to worry them. If this continues though, I’ll have to tell them and also report it to the police. The more people who are looking into this, the better the

chances of finding this bastard.

“I’m sorry, Ava, but I have nothing. No one seems to know anything and all the leads we had turned out to

be dead ends” he says remorsefully.

I want to scream and shout. I want to curse the whole damn world, but what would be the use of it? I

need this person found, because I couldn’t shake this gut feeling that everything is about to go horribly

wrong.

“How can there be nothing? I just got another note and it was attached to a dead rat. I’m afraid, Reaper.

So fucking afraid”

fall anyway. They stream down my face like waterfall, soaking the top of my dress in

but I am

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don’t know what about his words triggered me, but they just did. I feel anger and frustration bubble

throughout my

try harder!” I scream, my voice

through clenched and I freeze before sagging

and I took it out

bratty

you don’t have to

to you, okay?”

can I when everything inside me tells me that nothing is going to be okay?

really bad will

you know what I find” he adds when

more.

“Okay”

another word, I

sit there on the kitchen stool as I stare at the dustbin. Thought after thought invade my head. I couldn’t find peace or a moment of respite. I was tired and worn out. I haven’t been able to sleep this

are filled with nothing but nightmares.

baby dying.

days, I haven’t gotten a time where my mind is still. If I’m

confession of love.

needed a distraction or else I was going

insane.

Letty. It rings, but she doesn’t pick

number. She picks after the

How are you?” she asks, though

good. I was wondering if you would like to go shopping

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I had enough things for me and my kids, but if it was the only way to distract

then so be it.

but I have so much work, I don’t think today will

make time for you”

I get her. She has

I totally

you on