We avoided each other, Diana and I, once mom left later that evening. I'd planned to ignore her very existence while she was here; after all, my only interest is my sons. But once I realized how uncomfortable she was in my presence, the sadist in me couldn't resist. I took my time enjoying my dinner while she squirmed in her seat, hardly taking a bite of hers.
I don't know why her unease gave me such pleasure, but it did. All guilty people should be made to feel like that. Maybe if she feels uncomfortable enough, she'd get the hell out of my damn house: without my sons, of course. I can't come right out and tell her to leave because mom would probably throw a fit if she finds out, which she most certainly will because I wouldn't put it past this manipulative bitch to tell her, so this was the next best thing.
With my new purpose in mind, I dogged her every step. There was nowhere for her to escape in my home, except the bedroom she would be sleeping in. And since my boys were on my side and refused to go down at their usual bedtime after dinner, she had no choice but to suffer me being in her vicinity.
I sat on the toilet seat when she gave them their first bath in the nursery tub and got caught up myself in their joy of splashing and giggling like a lunatic, and since I was his newest guy, they kept showing me all the new toys they had in the tub with them. Yes, I enjoyed the look of hurt on their mother's face when they 'd involve me and not her. Serves her ass right for what she did.
She had them for over a year, not to mention the months she carried them inside her, time that I lost out on. Fuck if I'm going to feel sorry for her. So why did you get that pain in your heart when you saw the sadness on her face? You can get the fuck out of my mind conscience.
That's just remembered behavior. She was once the most important thing in my life, and because of the way she left, my psyche hasn't had a chance to get over those things. Give it some time, and I wouldn't even blink if she gets run over by a train. In fact, I just might be the one to tie her ass to the tracks.