Ex-Husband's Regret (Ava and Rowan) novel Chapter 326

Chapter 0326

“What’s got you drinking in the club alone instead of being at home with Ava?” Gabe asks as

he takes a seat next to me.

1 was in a terrible mood, and the last thing I wanted was any form of company. That includes my brother’s. Ignoring him, I take another gulp of my whisky.

I was in the VIP section of one of our many clubs. The music was booming, people were dancing and having fun, and alcohol was flowing, but none of that did anything for me.

Tonight, I just wanted to forget. To forget the image of Ava’s heartbreak. I know it’s wishful thinking given that both of those images are burned in my mind, but I can fucking try.

Things at home have been tense. The atmosphere that was welcoming isn’t there any more. I want things to go back to how they fucking were, but I don’t know how to do that. I don’t fucking know how to fix things.

I can’t take back those words. I can’t fucking reverse them. I can’t unwind time and fix my mistakes. If I could, I’d already have done it because I love her so fucking much, and it kills me to know that I all but destroyed her.

It shatters me to know that I am the one who destroyed everything we could have had.

“Rowan?” His hand lands on my shoulder, but I shrug it off.

“What!” I was sad, heartbroken, and pissed. None of those emotions were ever good together.

“Well, you’re in a foul mood,” Gabe states, giving me a side–eye look.

“That should’ve been fucking obvious when you found me drinking alone.”

I don’t say anything else, and neither does he. While I lounge and cradle my drink, he pours himself a healthy amount. We sit in silence, both of us lost in our own minds.

“Where is Travis? I haven’t seen him in a while,” I ask after some time.

Things between us have been tense since I threw Emma in prison. We haven’t spoken since the day he came, begging me to release his sister. We’ve been friends since we were both in diapers, but I don’t see us ever being close again.

“He’s been really busy with Emma. She fell into a state of depression, so he’s trying to deal with that,” he replies with a shrug.

“Depression? Is it because I sent her to prison or something else?”

“I think that’s part of it. He told me that she’s been struggling since coming out of prison and accepting that you two will never get back together. He thinks, though, that what pushed her over the edge was when Calvin refused to forgive her and accept her back into his and

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Well, that was news to me. I guess both of us were finally getting our karma, because how else would you call it? Every word I said and every action I took was slowing coming back to bite

me in the ass.

If only Emma and I had realized this earlier. If only we’d known what we know now back then, We held on to each other, not realizing that maybe, just maybe, Ava and Calvin were the people we were fucking meant to be with.

“So now tell me, what’s wrong?” Gabe asks again after a few minutes of silence.

I feel the buzz of the alcohol. When I lost Emma, I started to drink. To put it plainly, I became

a fucking drunkard. After Noah was born, I swore never to get drunk again. Here I was,

though, trying to reach oblivion. Trying to take the edge of things.

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