To Rebuild a Shattered Heart Ch. 02

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**Chapter 2**

2 weeks later, at the funeral for Hannah, i am sitting at the front of the church. Still in a daze, so lost in my own head and heartache that i couldn't even begin to say what the minister said, or who came into the church to offer condolences. My daughter, who is 13 sitting next to me, just holding my hand is the only thing keeping me from snapping, or lashing out at the world.

I look over to her and she is crying for her Mom. I put my arm around her and attempt to console her, but how can a broken soul like mine offer anything to her. I just sit there and let her cry, and join her.

After the funeral was over, take my daughter and go back to the house. Walk in and notice that the house needs to be cleaned. trying to get back to normalcy, I start to clean up around my house. a few hours later, I stumble across what I assumed was my wife's phone, but it's the phone I don't recall ever seeing her with.

after double-checking with my daughter, and confirming it wasn't hers I unlocked the phone. let's just say that I'm happy I didn't have a firearm handy, because if I did after checking the contents on that phone, things would have been over.

I thought we were happy. I thought our future was ours. I thought she loved me. when I found on that phone, absolutely destroyed our marriage, or the illusion that I had of our marriage. my wife. my soulmate, the person who I wanted to grow old with had been having numerous affairs over the course of our marriage. I never saw signs, or never wanted to. and one of the people pointing to this phone, was one of my best friends.

I called my sister and brother. my sister to come over and watch my daughter, and my brother to accompany me and make sure I wasn't about to do something that would take me away from my daughter.

a short while later, me and my brother pull up to my so-called friend's house and I knock on the door with my brother behind me. "Just say your peace, man. Don't do anything stupid. Think of your daughter" were some of the things he said, at least I think he said.

once the friend opened the door, I held the phone up and asked " something you want to tell me?" and before he even opened his mouth, I punched him as hard as I could right in his face. I'm sure I broke his nose, but before I could do anything else, my brother grabbed me and dragged me out to the car.

"Well at least he's not dead. listen man, there's nothing left for you here. me and Emily have a spare bedroom, and an office we can clean out. so both you and Anna can have space. you need to get out of here and move in with family. either that or update your will because your pain will leave your daughter without a father." I was so angry still, plus absolutely destroyed emotionally so I told him I would think about it seriously.

I decided at the moment not to, but would reconsider in a few months. this would give my daughter time to finish the school year and if we decided to move, to sell the house and get other affairs in order.

after going through the motions for a couple months, and not having police show up for the assault on my former best friend's face, I talked to my daughter and we both decided that it would be a good thing for us to get away from the pain and heartbreak. called my brother and told him that if the rooms were still available we would be ready to move in 3 months. (June) that would give us time to get everything in order, plus them time to have the rooms ready for us.

come June 1st, both me and my daughter were standing outside of our old house, U-Haul packed up, saying goodbye to our old life. We get into the U-Haul, and start driving, but it seems that Bitch fate has 1 more heartache for Aiden, and this one drives him closer to the edge than anyone thought he would be able to step back from

**to be continued**

I am writing these stories in between work and taking care of my family. like I said at the start of the first chapter, there's going to be a slow build up. Aiden is going to be completely shattered before he starts to recover. the next chapter will be the last of this heartbreak, so yeah. one last thing, I am a veteran, and as this is based on my true story, this makes Aiden a vet as well. mental health is a thing and if you know people struggling please offer help.