Ex-Husband's Regret (Ava and Rowan) novel Chapter 48

“Sure, I understand” she pauses. “We’re okay though? I swear I’ll keep my promise and won’t mention Travis again”

“Yeah, we’re okay. Don’t worry about it” I tell her, meaning every word.

“Thanks” she says excitedly. “I’ll let you have your time with Noah. Tell him I said, Hello, and have a goodnight”

“You too, Letty”

I hang up the phone and take a deep breath. Since Noah had already hanged up, I call him back.

“Hello?” I freeze at the sound of mother’s voice coming from the other side.

I haven’t talked to her since that day at the airport. Among all the people who hurt me, hers hurt more. A mother is supposed to love and cherish her kids, yet I got nothing from my own mother. I mean how could she just turn her back on me? How could she treat me like I was nothing?

Now that I have my own child, I can’t understand how she was able to do it. I can’t ever imagine turning my back on Noah.

“Ava, how are you?” she asks softly, her voice trembling a little.

Nothing comes out of my lips. I remain mute. Not because I have nothing to say to her, but because I have so much to say and neither of it is good. I’d rather keep quiet than say something I can’t take back.

"Please say something? Anything...I just want to hear your voice" she whispers, her voice thick.

I still don't say anything. My throat clogs with emotion. This is the mother I always wanted. A few years back, hell a few months back, I would have jumped at this opportunity, but it's too late now.

I was about to answer when I heard a crash downstairs. I sit up on my bed.

“Noah, let me check something downstairs then I’ll call you back” I tell him distractedly.

He answers with an okay and then hangs up. Once he does, I grip my phone and head downstairs. I wanted to believe that it wasn’t anything. That maybe a cup fell or something stupid like that, but I couldn’t.

Grabbing a vase, I tip toe down stairs towards where I heard the noise. My heart stops for a second when I see the broken glass of my back door, which was now open. Someone had just broken into my house and deep down I knew it wasn’t just a common burglar.

Jerkily, I pull my phone out about to call the police, but I don’t get a chance before someone hits me on the head.

“This time, I’ll make sure you’re dead” I hear an unfamiliar voice say right before I fall to the ground.