Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 435

Mother and Travis, on the other hand, treated me like shit for years. You see where I am coming from? Almost a decade of putting up with them treating me like I was nothing. Which is easier to forgive? A couple of months of being treated like shit or years?”

She pauses takes a deep breath, the continues “As for Rowan’s family, it wasn’t easy to forgive them, but we are working through it. It was however easy to let go because at they end of the day, they were only looking out for Rowan. I wasn’t family so they had no loyalty to me. I’m not saying that what they did is right though. They mostly just ignored me.

Mother and Travis were supposed to be my family and yet the turned their backs on me. For years they treated me like I didn’t matter. For years they broke me down in favor of Emma. I know what I did was shitty, but I got my Karma and even then, even seeing this, they continued to dish out their own kind of Karma. They were rude, cold and intentionally hurt me over and over again, and I again I repeat, it went on for years. How am I supposed to get over that?”

Everyone is silent even after she stops talking. I get what she means. And I completely understand her. It’s easier to heal a fresh wound than one that has been repeatedly stabbed over and over again.

I stare at her, and again I notice she has carefully avoided saying anything about Rowan.

“Look,” I begin. “I don’t want to agree or disagree with you, but I’m the wrong person to ask about this. You know my story, and you also know that I’m still struggling with forgiving Gabriel for what he did.”

Letty jumps in. “Ooh, I sense a story there.”

I simply smile, but don’t say anything. I’m not sure I’ll ever be ready to talk about my previous marriage to Gabriel.

I sense eyes on me, and I turn to find Ava's brown eyes fixed on me. They were intense and seemed to search my soul.

When they are done, I fall back on my chair completely shocked. The shit Ava went through was hard, but it’s amazing how she survived. She’s been so much, and she’s still standing strong.

After that, we talk about anything and everything under the sun. Just like Lilly, I never connected with any of the women I called friends at home. Not like I connected with Ava, Letty and Connie. It was honestly fun hanging out with them.

When we parted ways and I went home, I couldn’t help but feel like meeting them at that café was the beginning of something new. A blossoming of friendship.

I loved every minute I spent with them. Being around them just felt right.