Ava
“So Rowan?” Ethan asks me as we drive back home.
After the incident in the bathroom, I didn’t want to be anywhere near Rowan so I had asked Ethan to take me home thirty minutes later.
“He’s my ex-husband” I reply toneless and we fall into silence
I still couldn’t believe the nerve Rowan had to corner me in the bathroom. As if that wasn’t bad enough, he almost kissed. Me! He has never initiated a kiss with me before so to say I was shocked would be an understatement.
I almost gave in. This was what I’ve always wanted but then I remembered that he was with Emma. That he had most likely kissed her and done some other things with her. That’s what gave me the strength I needed to push him away from me. I just couldn’t let him use me like that. Not anymore. He had Emma and I was nothing to him except the mother of his son.
Rowan has never been jealous or possessive when it comes to me. He used to do that when it came to Emma back when they were teenagers and I found it hot. I imagined how great it would feel if he did the same when it came to me. He never did, never bothered until now.
He was jealous. You could tell by the way he behaved the entire time. I know he thought I didn’t notice but I did. I noticed him glaring at Ethan and me with a locked jaw and tightly fisted hands.
He confused me and I didn’t understand why he would behave like this. Sure I lied and made it seem like Ethan and I were sleeping together but that was to get him off my back. I honestly didn’t think it would push him over the edge like it did. Part of me wanted to celebrate that he was actually showing emotion when it came to me, but I also knew I couldn’t count on that.
Ethan didn’t love me, pure and simple. I wasn’t going to fool myself into believing there was something more to his behavior.
“I thought he was with Emma who by the reports is your sister?” Ethan asked confused.
“He is”
“Then what’s the deal? He just jumps from one sister to the other?”
I wince at that. Ethan was new in town so he didn’t know what went down nine years ago. Even if I like being around him, I wasn’t comfortable telling him how my stupid actions ruined three lives years ago.
“It’s complicated and I don’t want to talk about it”
In all honesty, I didn’t want to even think about it. I’ve paid enough for my mistake and thinking about it brings nothing but pain.
“Okay…I won’t push it, but just know that I am here for you if you need to talk” my whole body softens at his words.

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