Lahat ng Kabanata ng REGRET UNTIL SHE SAYS GOODBYE : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

SARA'S POV The morning sun spilled gently through the window into the room, warming the atmosphere but it did nothing to thaw my frozen heart.Derek didn't return last night and I appreciated that fact. It had given me ample time to sift through my thoughts and cry as much as I needed to find release.I felt better this morning but there was still a sunken feeling in my chest.Last night, even after I brought up the divorce, he didn't give me a definite answer and I stood on the edge of uncertainty, wondering what his choice would be.He did say he didn't have any reason to deny me a divorce.We had all taken our places in the dining room again, to have breakfast this time with the exception of Derek and I tried my best to put up a cool front and act as naturally as I could which was quite a hard feat to pull off when my eyes were as swollen as those of a pufferfish and reddened with sleep deprivation as well.When I woke up this morning, I snuck to the kitchen, trying to disguise the

THIRD PERSON'S POV"Are you okay, darling?""Does your head still hurt?""Did you sleep well last night?"Danielle awaited one of those questions. Anyone would have sufficed actually, as long as Alyssa showed that she was concerned about her but even after waiting, Alyssa said nothing and just kept smiling at her.When Alyssa finally did speak, it wasn't what she wanted to hear, "Danielle, aren't you pleased with the toys I got you? You don't look too good."Alyssa stepped forward and patted her hair, "I put in so much thought to pick them out for you and selected only the toys you love. Go on, check it out."Danielle took a peek at the content of the gift bag in her hold. There were a few dolls but it didn't take long for her to notice that many of the dolls contained in the bag were also in her room.Daddy had gotten her most of these dolls long again and Danielle could recollect showing most of her doll collections to Alyssa while she played with herNow, she didn't just feel disapp

SARA’S POVThe next day, I arrived at work as early as I could to prepare for another meeting with Alyssa's team. Alaric had called last night to inform me that there would be an unscheduled meeting between both teams to discuss the release of the new fashion line. I despised the fact that I had to keep seeing her, which now seemed to be a daily occurrence but I was also learning to separate my work-life from my personal matters.They arrived a couple of hours before noon. I was already seated in the conference room with my team and Alaric, awaiting their arrival patiently.Once they did and greetings were exchanged accordingly, I faced my first challenge of the day when Alyssa and one of her teammates who I recollected had quite an informal relationship with Jules began to question me about the Management's decision to have him fired."You fired Jules, who will take his place now?" Alyssa asked pointedly. Arguably, her question wasn't even supposed to be directed at me but at Alaric

THIRD PERSON'S POV Danielle's mood was worlds apart from her mother's. She had no idea where she was headed with mommy and Daddy hadn't said anything other than asking her to go with mommy once she came but she was happy."Mommy!" She squealed, running to launch herself into Sara's arms the moment the latter appeared.She had thought mommy would be very busy for a while and that she wouldn't get to see her for days but she was thankful that it wasn't the case now.Grabbing quickly onto Sara's hands, Danielle tugged at it, "Mommy, where are we going? Daddy said you would pick me up.""See, my bag is over there, nanny packed my luggage."Sara glanced at the far end of the living room. True to Danielle's words, a small pink backpack was lying on an armchair. Her brows furrowed.Up until the moment she got here, she couldn't believe that Derek was serious about just dumping Danielle on her for the duration of the time he would be away.He was acting as if she didn't have work of her own a

SARA'S POVAlaric and Rina moved around the table, plates clinking as they arranged them. I headed to the stove, lifting the lid off the last dish I made.It smelled nice alright and I felt a faint sense of pride lurking in my chest.I wasn't an exceptional cook but I strongly believed I was good enough and this was the first time in a while I was pouring my heart into making a table of food.The last time I was genuinely so excited about making a meal was probably that day...the night of my anniversary with Derek. It was a memory that hit hard and no matter how much I tried, I could not forget it.I didn't realise how deep into my thought I was until pain seared through my finger."Ouch!" my body reacted instinctively and I jerked my finger away from the stove, finally noting that I had absentmindedly touched the handle without a napkin.Wringing my fingers, I turned to my left to reach for the tap but another hand was faster than mine."Sara, are you okay?" Alaric's voice filled with