Romans & histoires Apologies Are For The Weak

People, I'm weak. End of Text.

“Have you never apologized before? Why is it so hard for you to say?” “I feel weak when I say it.” “You don't feel weak, and you only think it makes you weak. However, what many don't know is owning up to your mistake makes you disciplined and more respected.” “Well, I do know how to say it when necessary.” “Saying is a different thing? Do you mean it?” “Are you going to school all night?” “Who am I to school, his royal majesty? Pardon my rudeness.” I let out a short laugh. “You are mocking me.”

In a sincere and apologetic tone, Harrison said "I'm so sorry if this is upsetting or confusing. I don't mean to hurt you by not being able to remember things. It's not something I can control. I know it must be frustrating for you, and I feel terrible that I can't give you the answers you're looking for. Please forgive me."

Nothing good ever comes from something starting with an apology. My phone was already in my hand as I entered the restroom. I was still standing when I tapped on the message to open it. "Dear Susan, we apologize for the temporary suspension of the dating app activities. There are some government requirements that we are currently trying to implement. We sincerely apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused you, and we are confident that as soon as this legal process is over, your request will be granted."

I raised my eyes to her but before she could say anything again, I began. “I would never apologize on Dylan's behalf. Not your parents either" She looked at me differently, like someone who never expected to hear that word ‘parent’. “I am sorry you have to suffer such cruelty from fate." I lowered my head. I wasn't the type to be broken at heart, even in the hardest circumstances ever, but my chest ached with pains that weren't physical. “You didn't deserve it all. I am not apologizing because you're weak. You're not. I see how strong you've been holding up. It's just—”

Opening the card to read what was written inside and I almost burst into laughter at my horrible hand writing. I've done something wrong, And I'm not going to say it. but I am so sorry. please forgive me. from your daughter you love sooooooooooooo much. Iris❤ I had to chuckle at my obliviousness, Your daughter you love so much. I'll be damned if they love me. What's with everyone and the apologies? do they think some words would change a decision I've taken years to make? Is that how weak and unstable they think I am?

I want to sincerely apologise for the errors in the previous chapters. It is being resolved as soon as possible.

he said biting his fingers, acting like he was actually considering something. "Oh I'm sorry, no vacant positions. You can be my personal assistant if you want, I'm sorry but that's the only vacant position. Or you can be my mistress you know, then you'll be assured I'd take absolutely good care of you" he said with confidence and with a scorning smirk.

He couldn’t break them down even if he tried, he liked to pretend that he was. But he wasn’t strong enough for that, he wasn’t strong at all. He was weak. Weak and stupid and miserable. But just desperate enough to keep running away, just the right amount of fear driven strength to keep his defenses up. “No. Don’t be sorry, I’m sorry, that was my mistake. I understand “. Adonis’s voice, sounding sincerely apologetic, pulled Finn’s gaze back upwards, and Adonis was smiling again but softer this time. It made him feel at home.

“Of course we are.” Rye nudged me. “Apologize for what? You’re Lennox. You don’t apologize.” And just like that, whatever softness had tried to form in me… died. I am Lennox Hale… and I cannot be weak.