Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 0326

“What’s got you drinking in the club alone instead of being at home with Ava?” Gabe asks as he takes a seat next to me.

I was in a terrible mood, and the last thing I wanted was any form of company. That includes my brother’s. Ignoring him, I take another gulp of my whisky.

I was in the VIP section of one of our many clubs. The music was booming, people were dancing and having fun, and alcohol was flowing, but none of that did anything for me.

Tonight, I just wanted to forget. To forget the image of Ava’s heartbreak. I know it’s wishful thinking given that both of those images are burned in my mind, but I can fucking try.

Things at home have been tense. The atmosphere that was welcoming isn’t there any more. I want things to go back to how they fucking were, but I don’t know how to do that. I don’t fucking know how to fix things.

I can’t take back those words. I can’t fucking reverse them. I can’t unwind time and fix my mistakes. If I could, I’d already have done it because I love her so fucking much, and it kills me to know that I all but destroyed her.

It shatters me to know that I am the one who destroyed everything we could have had.

“Rowan?” His hand lands on my shoulder, but I shrug it off.

“What!” I was sad, heartbroken, and pissed. None of those emotions were ever good together.

“Well, you’re in a foul mood,” Gabe states, giving me a side–eye look.

“That should’ve been fucking obvious when you found me drinking alone.”

does he. While I lounge and cradle my drink, he pours himself a

him in a while,” I ask

Emma in prison. We haven’t spoken since the day he came, begging me to release his sister. We’ve been friends since we were both in diapers, but I don’t see us

really busy with Emma. She fell into a state of depression, so he’s trying to deal with that,” he replies with a

sent her

since coming out of prison and accepting that you two will never get back together. He thinks, though, that what pushed her over the edge was when Calvin refused

news to me. I guess both of us were finally getting our karma, because how else would you call it? Every word I said and every

we’d known what we know now back then, We held on to each other, not realizing that maybe, just maybe, Ava and Calvin were the people we were fucking meant

what’s wrong?” Gabe asks

put it plainly, I became a fucking drunkard. After Noah was born, I swore never to get drunk again. Here I was, though, trying to reach oblivion. Trying to take the edge of

before finally throwing back the contents and pouring myself

I say

“I thought you said she’d given you a chance without pushing

glare right back at him. “Why do you have to assume

know that I’m the one in the wrong, but damn it,

like a fucking child, he answers, “Because when it comes

and shut the fuck up. He was right, wasn’t he? I couldn’t argue with him

you know I’m fucking right, why don’t you tell me what happened? Did

great and

after the date then?” he

shower triggered her memory, and now she doesn’t even want to look