Rowan.
Fuck! I run my hand through my hair as I watch her sleep. Tears tracks were still visible on her cheeks and it breaks me seeing her so broken.
Ava has always been fucking good at hiding her feelings. Today she didn’t and it was fucking raw. It was drowning her and without even her realizing it, she was drowning me along with her.
I take a seat near her sleeping form. I push my fingers through her hair as I massage her scalp gently. How the fuck have I never realized how soft and thick her hair is? It was bliss just touching it.
She sighs in her sleep in contentment. Her face relaxed. All the pain from earlier melted away. In her sleep, she’s at a peace. She doesn’t have shadows accosting her.
I know it’s fucking creepy, but watching her sleep has become my favorite thing. I did the same thing yesterday and here I am doing it today. She’s so beautiful it hurts. Even with dark under eyes, she’s still stunning. I don’t know the fuck I ever thought she couldn’t compare to Emma.
I softly kiss her cheeks before standing up. I am reluctant to leave. I fight the part of me that wants to pull the covers and slide in next to her. I don’t know where this need is coming from. It was never there when we were married. Back then, I didn’t want her next to me. I always avoided cuddling. Right now though, it’s all I can fucking think of.
I force myself to leave her room and walk out of her house. Taking a breath, I contemplate going back, but I don’t. I know she won’t appreciate me being in bed with her. She might have accepted my comfort, but that doesn’t mean she’s forgiven me for my part in hurting her.
I haven’t even asked for her forgiveness for heaven’s sake. I should and I will. I just need her to be more stable when I do.
I take out my phone and call my twin. He picks up on the first ring.
“Meet me at the club” I tell him before hanging up.


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