Ex-Husband's Regret

"What do you want, Gabriel? As you can see, I'm not really in the mood to talk." I get up from the floor while wiping away my tears.

Lilly's words were still stuck in my head, shredding me over and over again. Running my hands through my locks, I tried to get rid of the pain I was feeling. I knew this was going to come. I knew that she probably wouldn't take it well.

I mean, would you take it well if your mom told you that the man you thought was your father wasn't? That you've been lied to and no one bothered to tell you the truth until they had to. I feel her and I understand her reaction. I just don't know how to react to her words and the pain I saw in her eyes.

"She didn't mean it," Gabriel said, walking further into my room.

I glare at him, feeling something ugly rising inside me. "And how would you know? You don't even know her well enough to tell me that she didn't mean it."

"And whose fault is that?" he spit out, glaring back at me.

I was angry and hurt. I was looking for a fight. A way to distract me from the pain I was currently feeling. Gabriel was my target, after all, he was the bane of my fucking existence.

"And I would have told you if you hadn't been such a fucking asshole," I snapped, getting close to him. "You were a man-child whore who thought about no one but himself. Why would I want my precious daughter near your disease-infested self?"

my fingers on his chest, mastering all the frustration and anger I was feeling. I hated him so much. Was it too hard for him to love me back then? To give me a fucking chance? If he hadn't pushed

back and as selfish as he's always been, he has thought about no one but himself. He's turned my life upside down all over again and I despise him

me for your fucking mistakes." The anger in his

No, you only thought about what you wanted. No one else matters." Placing my palms on his chest, I pushed him, but it didn't do a thing. He was pure solid muscle and my little effort didn't even move him an inch. That made me even more frustrated and bitter. "Whatever happened a few minutes ago isn't on me, Harper," he grabbed my hand when I went to push him again. "That's all on you for failing to tell her the truth. What were you going to do if I hadn't shown up? Continue

feebly. "If only you'd stayed away, none of this would be happening. Why couldn't you

start pacing the room, feeling agitated. I wanted to go to my daughter, but I knew her. She wouldn't want to see

fucking thing about it. I hated that so much. I just wanted to hold her

tears fall. I didn't care if I was crying and being weak in front of him. I just wanted Lilly. I did her wrong, but I wanted us to be alright. I wanted

time his voice was

she wasn't planned, and that I was afraid that if I told you, you would ask me to get

and the sob escaped