I wake up and find myself alone in bed. I heave a sigh. I just knew that it was all a dream. There was just no way Rowan would have slept with me on my bed. I don’t remember everything after I fell asleep at the hospital. I was pumped so full of drugs that I actually started to imagine things
that weren’t real.
I get out of bed slowly, but I have to sit down when the room begins to spin. After a few minutes, I
walk as carefully as I can to the bathroom and take a shower. I just wanted the overall smell of the
hospital washed from my skin.
I had so much to do that I didn’t know where to start. I had no phone and neither did I have a car. The police told me that my phone got smashed when I hit the ground. I had a few weeks of leave
from school but I needed to figure out my car situation before I got back to work.
By the time I’m done with dressing, my head was killing me.
‘F***! I needed my pain meds.‘ I think to myself
I walk down stairs wondering how I was going to survive for the next couple of days. I was still
weak and I could barely lift a finger without all my energy being drained.
Getting down stairs, I make my way to the kitchen and make myself something simple for
breakfast. At this point I just wanted to go back to sleep and maybe wake up after a century.
Deciding it’s better for me to sit somewhere comfortable, I ditch the kitchen island and head to
the living room instead.
Who knew head injuries took a lot out of you?
I eat my food which tasted like cardboard and take my meds. I was just about to lay down on the couch and take a nap when my doorbell rang.
I groan in annoyance. I didn’t want to stand up and walk to the door to open for whoever it is that’s
on the other side. My legs felt like jelly and I was in no mood for visitors. I just wanted my damn.
sleep.
I consider ignoring it when the bell rings again. Would it be considered rude if I did that? I mean they could just assume that I was asleep and leave, right? That was hopeful thinking on my part because the next second, the bell rings again.
1 curse a string and stand up to walk towards the door. I open it and I come face to face with a woman I’ve never seen standin on my porch. She was shockingly beautiful. Black hair, big green eyes, heart shaped face and full lips.
“Uh, can I help you?” I ask, leaning against the doorframe.
+15 BONUS
I was sure any minute now my legs would give out and I would collapse on the floor.
The woman gives me a small smile, tears filling her eyes before she does the strangest thing. She
walks up to me and hugs me. I stiffen, not sure what the hell was happening right now.
“I was afraid you would still be asleep” she says stepping back.
“I’m sorry but who are you?”
She slaps her forehead. “Shit, I’m sorry..I should have probably started with an introduction. My
bad”
I find myself smiling. She was comical and I found her funny.
“Can we please get in?” she ask
“I really don’t know you so I’m not sure inviting you to my home is a good idea”
She blinks a bit before speaking. “I know you are skeptical especially after what happened to you. but I promise I’m not a serial killer or anything”
I stare at her. I wanted to send her away but for some reason I couldn’t. I don’t know why but I trusted her and I just got this urge deep inside me to let her in.
“Fine, but if you turn out to be a killer I swear I will gut you like a chicken and I’ll dance all the way to my bedroom to take a nap” I tell her stepping aside to let her in.
“I like you already” she responds with a smile. “Do you need any help?” she asks when she sees
me struggling.
I don’t mean to glare at her but I find myself doing it. “No!”
She raises her hand in surrender. “Okay”
I lead her to the living room where she takes a seat. I sigh in happiness when I plop down on the couch. My legs were shaking at this point and I felt like a new born baby gazelle. All unsteady and
weak.
“So who are you and why are you here?” I was really curious.
“I’m Scarlet but you can call me Letty…I’m your brother’s girlfriend”
I should have never listen to my st* pid instincts.
“Yeah, we are done here…please leave”
I wanted nothing to do with anyone from my so called family. They were bound to be just like them and I was done letting such people into my life.
“Please just hear me out” she pleads and against my best judgement I do.
+15 BONUS
I don’t know what it is about her but I’m at ease around her even though she is basically a stranger
and I am not one to trust easily.
terrible to you. No matter what you did, you didn’t deserve to be treated the way he and the rest
I can see the battle waging inside her. She is debating, deciding whether it the right call or not. If
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