All Chapters of REGRET UNTIL SHE SAYS GOODBYE : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

THIRD PERSON'S POVThe dining room shone under the chandeliers and the soft clinking noise of cutleries accompanied the quiet hum of polite conversation. Sara adjusted her posture, making sure the tension in her shoulders was not noticeable.She had stepped in with a facade of cam politeness, even though her eyes had carefully scrutinized everyone in the room, starting from the first two people she was wary of-Laurent and Lisa.She thought she and Alaric had left their hotel quite early but they were still one of the last ones to arrive here but nobody had pointed that out or mentioned it although Sara had a feeling someone would have said something had she not come with Alaric.Leah had taken the seat beside Alaric with a practiced ease, sliding in as though she owned the place and surprisingly, Alaric let her.Sara however didn't think much of it and thought it had much to do with the private conversation Leah had held with him yesterday.She assumed something had happened between

SARA’S POVLaurent nodded as though he had actually heard me and was going to listen to me but in actuality, his eyes remained fixated on my face. He didn’t move too, and kept his hands close to my head.Bracing myself with a scowl etched on my face to keep him from closing the distance between us inappropriately, I pushed myself off the wall and forced myself to walk past him.I kept my focus on the wall and on the doors, anything to help me feel sane. Laurent had already gotten a whiff of my drunkenness and it occurred to me that I couldn’t let him know just how much the alcohol had taken control of my body and vision.Who knew what he would do otherwise.I had to act like I was okay, just until I made it back to our reserved room but the heat was curling through my veins and a strange heaviness settled behind my eyes, making my shut intermittently and forcing me to pinch the space between my brows to stay awake.Then, I figured out that I couldn’t make it to the guest room in this

THIRD PERSON'S POVAlaric glanced at his wrist watch for the upteenth time since Sara left the room.He knew exactly when she left and that turned out to be the reason for his worry now, because she had been gone for quite a while, longer than he estimated it would take her to use the restroom and return.It left him feeling unsettled, and he couldn't keep from glancing at her empty seat across from him.The chair stood at the same angle she'd left it in and the napkin on her table was placed in that weird, quirky way he'd noticed she liked to have it folded.Sara didn't know this, but he knew a whole lot about her, from her little habits that she thought weren't worthy of notice to the way she liked to press her lips together when something confused her and how she tended to gently rub at her skin when she felt cold.He noticed them all and studying these things about her had become a habit he couldn't get rid of.His attention was always fixated on her, both in public and private sp

SARA’S POV My heart pounded so hard it felt like it was trying to claw its way out of my chest. I was very disoriented, my body was hot and at the same time, everything felt cold to the touch.If I didn’t know what was happening now then I would be a fool. It wasn’t just simply wine in my system, I had taken something else or it was more accurate to say I had been drugged with something else and the perpetrator of that act was none other than Leah.Who else could it be but her? Right now, I didn’t even blame her, I blamed myself for being so stupid, stupid enough to take anything from her whilst knowing how she felt about me.At the same time, I felt like I couldn’t blame myself too. Who would have thought Leah would be willing to go this far? Seeing Laurent here, just in time, pretending as though it was a mere coincidence that he had found me here cemented the evidence of what I now knew was a premeditated act.“Hold it right there!” I growled at Laurent when he tried to take an

SARA'S POVThe door closed with a soft click that felt too loud and I blinked, forcing my eyes to regain focus, just enough to make out a large bed, neatly laid with dim lights that cast shadows across the edges of the mattress.Everything felt staged, as though it had been prepared for a special purpose and even though my senses were warped, I was still alert to danger.Laurent released my arm slowly and my feet stumbled, and I fell on one knee, bracing myself while he walked over to the bed, muttering. "That bitch did keep to her promise.What bitch?Wait, what was he planning by bringing me here?The answer came to me too quickly and I lifted my head and tried to push myself upright.I needed to leave.Laurent turned around to face me just as that thought took root, "Oh Sara, don't look so displeased. I brought you here so you could get some rest."He stretched out his arms first then pulled them behind his back with a crack of joints, "You see, I am quite tired so I thought we cou