Ex-Husband's Regret

I put the final touches to my look before staring at myself in the mirror. I was a nervous wreck because today was my third wedding day.

It sounds so bad when I put it like that, right? The only comfort I get is that I'm marrying the same man I married a couple of years ago. My first husband.

Sliding my coat on, I pick up my purse and walk out of the room. The air felt electrified as anxiety covered every inch of my soul.

Gabriel had brought the new contract that evening as agreed, and now a day later, we were going to meet up with the priest so we can do the deed.

"Are you ready?" Gabriel asked when I stepped into the living room.

I couldn't answer. I felt like my thoughts were clogged, so instead, I just nodded.

"Why can't I go with you?" Lilly whined, making me turn towards her.

She was seated on the L-shaped couch, frowning, her hands folded across her chest. She wasn't one to throw tantrums, so I don't get what this new attitude is all about.

allowed there." I easily lied. "Sharon, here, is going to look after you until we come

was in her early fifties and was just so sweet. She reminded me of Mia. I could already see that she's someone

I feel like you're lying to me?" she grumbled, her frown intensifying.

make that promise, but this was one of the times when I'd have

"Well, I am not."

of a fulfillment of a contract. I didn't want her to come simply because this wasn't

Gabriel said in a voice

at his words. She smiled big and nodded her

air, I try to calm myself down. I can clearly see that

Sharon, and remember to set time aside for your

I don't mind that at all because I am in no damn mood to talk. I just wanted to get it over and done with, then

his driver was waiting for us near

began a