Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

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The scars will remain with her though and considering the damage I caused, I can’t help

but wonder if

she’ll ever forgive me.

I want her. I want her in my life. I want to build a life with her. I crave that more than

anything, but if she doesn’t take me back, then let it be so. I’ll have no one to blame but

myself. It will be my penance for the

hurt I’ve caused over the years.

I try to focus on her. To focus on her beautiful face and tactics I could use to get her to

take me back, but

I’ve never felt this way before. Never had this unshakable feeling like something bad was

going to happen. I try to assure myself, but it doesn’t work. I stand up and start pacing

again. I felt wired. Like I was going

crazy.

I run my hand through my hair, probably messing it up, but I don’t fucking care. Not when

I feel like my fucking heart was being squeezed by a tight fist.

I turn on the TV. Maybe hearing other people’s voices will help me calm down. It was

better than listening to my own since it was distorted, jumbled and confused the hell out

of me.

I don’t know for how long I stood pacing through the room when my door opened. I turn to

find Gabe. He looked like hell froze over. He was breathing heavily, his eyes looked

bloodshot and there was worry and

anguish in them.

I still in my tracks. Fuck. My brother is usually impeccable and not easily fazed. We share

that trait as twins. If he looks anything other than that then something serious must be

wrong.

“What is it?” I ask as my heart rate picks up.

Fuck was it our parent’s? Maybe Noah?

“Ro…” he starts but doesn’t finish his sentence. His voice was mixed with pain.

“Fuck, Gabe. Tell me what’s wrong. Is it mom or dad?”

I see him swallow, before his eyes focus on me.

“It’s Ava” he finally says.

I’m about to ask him what’s wrong with Ava when an unrecognizable voice mentions her

name. I begin to

turn in the direction of the TV.

“Please, Rowan…don’t watch it, focus on me” My brother begs me, but I don’t pay

attention to him.

I needed to know what the hell the reporters have to say about Ava.

BREAKING NEWS.

The headlines written in big, bold letters.

“News just in, Member of the Sharp family and founder of The Hope Foundation was today

gunned down by unknown people. We are yet to know the state she’s in, but the gunman

opened fire to what seems to be a hit targeted at her. The video you’re about to watch

maybe disturbing to some”

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I feel my knees weaken, but nothing could have prepared me to watching the woman I

love being shot

multiple times

The video showed Ava as she was walking out of an ice cream shop. Her eyes were

downcast and she

had a small frown on her face. Whoever took the video captured a black SUV with tinted

windows speed

in her direction. Just before the drove past her, a masked person, rolled the window down

just enough to

fit the gun, before shooting several times. They sped past her, leaving Ava to crumble on

the ground in a

pool of blood

The video ends, and the presenter comes back on.

“We are yet to establish why these gangsters would shoot a pregnant woman, but stay

tuned as we try to

find out.”

She proceeds to talk about the damage to the shop and how two other people were

injured, but that doesn’t concern me. My focus was Ava. I couldn’t erase the image of her

body lying motionless in a pool of her own blood from my mind

“Rowan?” I hear his voice but it doesn’t registers.

Nothing fucking registers in my head. I felt so fucking broken I felt lost. My heart was

fractured to tiny

pieces. How am I supposed to survive if something happens to her?

“Ro…”

His hand on my shoulder makes me jump into action.

“I need to go to her…I need to see her” I struggle to say against the waves of emotions

that were choking

1. me.

I don’t wait to hear what he says, before I am out of my office door. I rush down the

corridor towards my

private elevator. My employees stare at me in confusion. I probably looked like a deranged

person, but I

don’t give a damn.

Jumping to the elevator, I key it in for the underground parking. My need to see her

intensified with every

bit of my heart.

I got underground and immediately rushed to the reserved parking space. My car was

there and so was

Gabe’s.

I struggled to unlock the doors. My hands were shaking and I couldn’t stop the tremble no

matter what.

The keys fell out of my grip, frustrating me even further.

Fuck” I yell, kicking the tire in anger, fear and frustration.

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Bending down, I pick the keys and manage to unlock the doors. I had my hand on the

handle, about to open it when a hand stopped me.

I turn around pissed off, about to lash out when his voice stops.

“I’m not about to let you fucking drive while you’re in this state” he says before pushing

forward his hand. ” Give me the keys, I’ll take you to the hospital.”

I deflate and hand him the keys. He was right. I wasn’t in the right mental state to drive

anywhere. The last thing Noah needed is to have both parents in the hospital.

I get in and Gabe starts the car, all the while praying that Ava was okay because I don’t

how I’ll survive if I

were to lose her.

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