All Chapters of REGRET UNTIL SHE SAYS GOODBYE : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

SARA'S POVThe next morning, I was waiting by my building's lot as early as the time Alaric described, fully intending to make sure he didn't wait a minute.I achieved my goal but barely. Waiting didn't even last as long as Five minutes before his car pulled into view.He got out of his car before I could move and walked towards me with a smile, "Early bird.""You're the one who's here earlier than I expected," I smiled in return, dodging his attempt to take my suitcase.His smile waned and he reached behind me to take it, muttering, "I'll take that."I couldn't refuse anymore so I handed it to him and mumbled a reply, "Thanks.""You need to stop thanking me for doing absolutely nothing," Alaric said and shook his head at me, almost disbelievingly then walked around to the boot of his car.He heaved my suitcase and placed it gently into it then quickly, walked back the door open for me before I could reach for the handle."You didn't have to..." I was saying but I reined in my tongue

THIRD PERSON’S POV Alaric stayed a respectful distance back but he remained attentive, taking it all in with a razor sharp gaze without interruption.He didn’t even take a step forward and just quietly observed from where he stood.The first thing he noted was how Sara melted when she saw Danielle, in a way that even she probably didn’t realise. It brought out a side of her, so soft, a side he always loved to see.It reminded him of the reason he’d fallen for her in the first place and as much as he tried to tell himself to give her time and to distance himself, he couldn’t.He itched to get close, every time and that, in itself, was the reason he was standing here, watching Derek while he watched Sara.Being a man himself, Alaric couldn’t help but note that something was strange in the way Derek stood, in the way he looked too.He reminded him of a man with words on the tip of his tongue that he refused to voice.In contrast to what Alaric had just likened him to, Derek spoke, stari

SARA’S POVI stared at Derek’s contact name on my screen until the display dimmed. My thumb hovered over the call button, but I couldn’t make the call. It felt like something inside of me had frozen still, stopping me and eventually, it caused me to fold and I locked my phone.No more calling, at least not tonight.I could always try Mrs Rodriguez's number again tomorrow and speak to Danielle.Avoidance. That was what I was doing right now and I knew that. I was running from my disturbing thoughts that revolved around Derek of late and I couldn’t even bear to admit to myself that it was what I was doing.Instead, I turned and trailed my steps back to where Alaric stood with hands in his pockets.His posture was relaxed yet he still looked incredibly alert, occupying space even without the intention to dominate. When he saw me, he straightened. It was a casual instinctive motion but it still made my eyes flicker, because he had done that once before and I’d read nervousness in the

SARA’S POVAlaric stood with one hand draped in his pocket, leaning casually against the wall outside my room with a paper bag in his other untucked hand. “Alaric?” I called, stepping out without fully opening the door.“You’re awake,” he muttered. “I wasn’t sure if I’d disturb you.”“You didn’t.” I said, stepping back. “Is something wrong?”“No.” His gaze softened. “You seemed tense earlier. I remembered you didn’t really eat anything on the flight, so I had room service send up pastries. I figured you might be hungry before bed.”“You got me pastries?” I echoed in surprise.“Yes. They’re just downstairs and they take orders until late at night.” He responded then smiled at me. “I wasn’t sure about what you’d like, so I brought a little of everything.”It was a gesture I wasn’t expecting and warmth bloomed in my chest.“Thank you,” I whispered. It was an act so thoughtful and I appreciated it.He gave me another smile . “I’ll take my leave now and you should get some rest. It will b

SARA’S POVThe morning light filtered through the thin curtains of the Grand Savoy’s conference hall, casting a soft glow over rows of polished chairs and the glass podium at the front. Sara adjusted the folder in her hands for the third time, forcing her fingers to stop trembling. It wasn’t fear, not exactly. It was the weight of being here… in Vienna, in a place she’d never imagined she’d stand as a representative and speaker.The low hum of conversations built around her. Executives, researchers, CEOs, government delegates, all mingling, shaking hands, settling into their seats. Sara inhaled and released a steady breath.You can do this.Alaric stood a few feet away, reading through the materials for the session. He didn’t look tense. He rarely did. His presence alone had a grounding effect on her. When he glanced up at her, his eyes softened.“You’re ready,” he said with quiet certainty.Sara’s lips pulled into a small, nervous smile. “If you say so.”“I do,” he returned, tone fi