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• The Billionaire Regret After My Goodbye   Don't Go!

  Aria's POVThe moment I pushed the door open, a wave of silence hit me like a tidal surge.The cold metal of the doorknob bit into my skin, and the sensor light flickered on, illuminating the empty hallway with a sterile glow."Kane?" My voice echoed through the vast, lifeless house.No answer.He wasn't here.The air was still. Cold. Void of his presence.Even his scent—once comforting and familiar—had all but faded.Panic clawed its way up my throat as I raced to the bedroom. I threw myself onto the bed and buried my face in his pillow, desperate to cling to the faint trace of him still lingering there.I ripped open the wardrobe and grabbed one of his shirts, slipping it on like a second skin.The fabric brushed against my bruised arms, but the comfort I once found in his scent—his touch—was gone."Why..." I curled up in the corner of the room, nails digging into my palms until they drew blood.My tears fell freely, splattering against the hardwood floor with a sickening finality.

• The Billionaire Regret After My Goodbye   I Love You

  Aria's POV"Are you in love with him?"Eden's words hit me like a punch to the gut. My chest tightened, and I couldn't help but flinch.It felt like he had peeled open my heart and exposed the truth I was too afraid to admit. Even breathing suddenly became difficult.He was clearly a seasoned player. My tiny slip-up didn't escape his notice."I've been wondering," he said lazily, swirling his glass. The amber liquid caught the light, glinting like fire. "What is it about you that's got Kane so completely out of his mind?"I froze.What did he just say? That I was the reason Kane was losing it?That couldn't be right… He had to be messing with me.Eden leaned in, his breath warm and laced with alcohol. "Looking at you now… I don't really see what's so special."I swallowed hard.Exactly. I'm not special.Why would Kane lose mind over someone like me?All those restless nights, the twisting ache in my chest—I'd always assumed it was one-sided.Just me, foolishly wrapped up in feelings t

• The Billionaire Regret After My Goodbye   Are You in Love with Him?

  Aria's POVBack in my room, exhaustion clung to my body, but sleep was nowhere to be found.I lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling for a while before throwing off the covers and stepping onto the balcony, hoping the cool night air could sweep away the chaos in my mind.Just as my fingers brushed the curtain, a flash of metal caught my eye—a familiar car parked beneath the streetlight.And leaning against it… a man I could never mistake.Kane.My breath caught. My heart pounded so hard it echoed in my ears like war drums.I didn't think.My body moved on instinct. Barefoot, I bolted from the room and down the stairs, flinging the front door open.But the street was empty—just a few drifting leaves caught in the wind.He came… and left.Without a word. Without a trace.Why? Why bother coming if he wasn't going to see me? Was it a mistake? Or… did he already decide he didn't want me anymore?My legs gave out as I sank onto the stone bench by the gate, wrapping my arms around myself

• The Billionaire Regret After My Goodbye   Sickeningly Warm

  Aria's POV"I…" The words stuck in my throat as my fingers unconsciously clenched the fabric of his shirt.I wanted to say something—anything—but my thoughts were a tangled mess.How could I explain feelings I didn't even understand myself?How could I tell him that someone else might've taken root in my heart—the very man I should've hated most?"It's okay. You don't need to say anything."Chad gently stroked my hair, his voice calm and steady. "I'm not in a rush. We've got all the time in the world."I looked at him, feeling the warmth of his fingertips—just like before.Back then, he used to paint pictures of our future with such ease, and I believed every word he said.But now…That perfect trust we once had had been cracked, and those cracks felt unbearably sharp.Maybe it's because things were once too perfect, that any imperfection now feels impossible to ignore.It wasn't his fault. And maybe not mine, either.Maybe this world is just... unfair."Thank you," I whispered at las

• The Billionaire Regret After My Goodbye   I Love You, Never Change

  Aria's POVThe sight of Chad standing by my father's bedside made me freeze.He looked thinner, but those gentle eyes hadn't changed.For a moment, it almost felt like nothing had happened—that we were back to where we'd started."Aria…" He stepped toward me, voice careful, almost hesitant. "I just got back from my assignment. Are you… okay?"So he knew. About that night."I'm fine." I forced a polite smile, my fingers unconsciously twisting the strap of my purse.The smile was cordial—but distant enough to draw a line.Chad didn't press.I turned to my father. "Dr. Harlan said you're good to be discharged. I came to get the paperwork done.""Finally! I can't wait to go home." Dad's voice was full of excitement.Once the discharge papers were signed and everything was arranged, I returned to help Dad pack.Chad stayed to lend a hand, and before I could object, he came home with us.At the house, I helped Dad get settled in, then handed Chad a pair of slippers before ducking into the k

• The Billionaire Regret After My Goodbye   Have I Fallen for Him?

  Aria's POVThe rain began to fall just as the taxi pulled up in front of the villa.I stood beneath the porch, water dripping from the ends of my soaked hair. I didn't bother to wipe it away.The house was pitch black inside. Silent. So quiet I could hear the thud of my own heartbeat.Kane still wasn't home.I dragged myself upstairs, peeled off my damp coat, and collapsed onto the bed. The sheets still held the faint trace of his cologne—crisp, masculine, familiar.I buried my face into the pillow, inhaling deeply, as if breathing him in could somehow trick me into believing he was still here.In the darkness, my phone lit up. My contacts list hovered on the "K" section. My thumb paused over his name, trembling.I didn't press it."God, what am I doing…" I muttered, tossing the phone aside with a bitter laugh. He left without a word, and yet, I'm always the one who breaks first.This night, I couldn't sleep. Again.In the haze between waking and dreaming, I thought I heard the front