Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 439

Emma.

I was in the kitchen having breakfast, but my food wouldn’t go down easily. Every time I tried to swallow it would get stuck because of how nervous and anxious I was.

“Are you okay?” my mother asks when I finally give up and let the fork and knife drop from my hands.

“I don’t know mom, I’m nervous,” my voice sounds shaky even to my own ears.

God. What was I thinking? Was this even a good idea to begin with? Was I even ready for this or am I just trying to stall?

The questions keep pounding in my head as I look at my food in disgust. My appetite was severely lacking, and it’s been that way for months, but today it’s so much worse.

Mom grabs my hand in hers, before rubbing them gently. Her face softens as she looks at me.

“I know it’s scary sweetheart, but you have to do this,” she tells me gently with a small smile. “It’s for your own good. You won’t be able to move on until you heal your wounds.”

I hear her. I know she’s right, but that still doesn’t make it easy.

Molly had left a couple of days ago, but not before booking me a therapy session. I’d already promised that I’d give it a try, so I couldn’t back out now. I didn’t want to disappoint her too. Not like I’d disappointed everyone else in my life.

“I’m just afraid I guess,” I whisper, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall. “I’m afraid that my therapist will confirm just how much of a bad person I am.”

Mom kisses my hand, and I find comfort in that. “Her work isn’t to judge you, and she won’t. Her work is to help you heal and that’s what she’ll do if you only let her.”

Right now, I feel young again. I feel like the girl who would always run to her mother for reassurance when she was doubting herself or feeling insecure. I did love my dad. I love him so fucking much, and I miss him every day, but mom has always been my pillar.

“You’re right, I’m just nervous” I sigh in contentment before lifting her hand and rubbing it against my cheeks.

She smiles at me, and even though it’s genuine, I still see the sadness in them. I know she still feels horrible about how she treated Ava. Just like me, mom and Travis are battling their own regret.