All Chapters of REGRET UNTIL SHE SAYS GOODBYE : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

SARA’S POVRina’s stare on me deepened, “The last few months haven’t exactly been perfect for you, but that doesn’t mean you should be so rigid about this. Perfect or not, trust that your daughter will love it and even if it turns out that she doesn’t, you know you put in your all to make this a good day for her.”Her words settled deep in my mind, but before I could respond, I caught sight of Alaric approaching us.Before he left the dining room, he walked over to the fridge first and set the scissors he previously held on top of it-a precautionary act that I appreciated.The children were orderly but we couldn’t be too cautious, especially with sharp and harmful objects.He stepped out of the dining room with a large gift bag that he’d picked up then gestured to me, “I’m just going to set this down over there.”I blinked, letting my gaze drop to the bag that had piqued my curiosity earlier, “what do you even have in there?”“Nothing too extravagant,” Alaric replied but I couldn’t he

THIRD PERSON'S POVShe realized what he was doing a couple of seconds later, when he tucked the stray strand of her hair that had fallen out of her bun behind her ears then dropped his hands.What stunned Sara wasn't that Derek would help her do that but that he had touched her so softly.She blinked, still lost in astonishment and confusion while her brain tried to simultaneously think back to a moment in time where something like this had happened.She recollected none which made this even more shocking.Derek never helped her with a lot of things amongst the few things he'd cared to do, tucking a straying strand of hair wasn't an inclusion.The tension she though she had diffused returned and she cleared her throat again.On his part, Derek didn't even realise he'd moved until he did. It felt like an action he subconsciously performed, realizing only after he'd done it.He cleared his throat as well, muttering an answer to Sara's earlier question, "Yes, I will."Sara nodded and let

SARA'S POVMy knees rammed into the ground with a painful jolt in my kneecap when I fell on them. A pain I ignored, grabbing Derek a second after he fell.The instant I touched him, I jerked backwards, eyes widening in shock just as Rina reached us and dropped to her knees as well.She glanced at me with tightly drawn brows first then pressed her palms against Derek's head, "He's burning up."I knew that and it was the exact reason I'd pulled back in the first place, be cause Derek right now, was burning hot.His skin felt as though it had been set ablaze or scorched with something hot and the rise and fall of his chest was irregular.The children, all of them, had stopped yelling, laughing, shrieking and moving around. They had huddled together and were staring at us wide-eyed.Danielle was the only one who was moving, trembling, "Mommy, what's happening to daddy?"I couldn't respond, I didn't know either.Since earlier, when I began watching him, I had noticed how pale and unusual h

SARA'S POVI always thought Derek didn't care, at least about things like this but his statement just now, rewired everything I always thought I knew about him, in regards to being a present parent on our daughter's birthday each year.It wasn't that he never showed up, the time he did was always the problem- Too late, lacking consideration or a willingness to help and his sidepiece, Alyssa, didn't help matters too.Seeing and watching him show up with her, years in a row was a disheartening sight I'd finally taught myself to live with, as well as the lack of appreciation from my daughter about all I did for her on those days.This year, however, had turned out to be the complete opposite of a pattern I'd anticipated a repeat of, and the most surprising part of this change was Derek.I sank deeper in my seat, gaze deepening on him, "Did you...Did you perhaps overwork yourself, is that what happened?"Normally, this was where he would press his lips together, shutting down like a machi

SARA’S POVI came back from the kitchen with a glass of water in my hands then paused briefly behind the large sofa.Daneille was sprawled out in Derek’s lap, a position I didn’t know she had assumed and she had her small fingers curled around the sleeves of his shirt, as if she was afraid he might disappear if she let go.It had been a long time since I saw Daneille like this with Derek and it tugged at something in my chest. They painted a harmonious picture of a loving father and daughter together.My chest turned stifled and the feeling became suffocating when I recollected how the serene facade we painted now was about to be shattered, it would be when our divorce papers were signed and finalized.Daneille was the only one still in the dark about it.Yesterday had gone better than I imagined, up until the moment Derek collapsed, which shattered the illusion of a home that should have worked but never really did.My grip on the glass tightened and I swallowed down my thoughts and