Arrows And Apologies Novels & Stories

“They won’t take that well.” “No,” Alaric agreed. “But that’s solely their cross to carry. I have done well by not chasing consequences and in kind, they have also lessened the penalties for terminating the contract.” A weighty silence that was devoid of awkwardness settled between us, during which I debated if expressing my gratitude or apologizing would be the same thing to do. I chose the latter. “I’m so sorry, Alaric. Really, I apologize for all the troubles I’ve caused you and I’m thankful for your help.” I couldn’t resist expressing my gratitude either.

After Melody cheated and returned to the family, I started posting online every day. [Is cheating addictive?] [Just how thrilling is cheating, really?] [When a woman cheats, does she feel worse for her kids or her lover?] … I tagged her school in every post, making sure each one appeared right in front of her students, her colleagues, and even her lover. Everyone told me to stop making such an ugly scene and be the bigger person. Only Melody stood up for me. "I'm the one who did something wrong. It's only fair to let Tony vent a little." That lasted until my 99th post. Then Melody stormed in as if she'd lost her mind and smashed my computer. "Anthony, are you ever going to stop? I alr

“I don’t understand, Leon. I apologized. Why didn’t she accept it? Is she that mean?” Aria wallowed in her coffee after Michael and Julie left. Leon could see she didn’t understand that unspoken rule. You can apologize to someone for anything, but there’s nothing that says the other person must accept the apology.

Shit. “I’m so sorry Mr Aronohai…”. I bow my head low, my fingers find the fabric of my pants and curl tight. “I can’t apologize enough for making a mistake like this…”. Fuck. What am I supposed to say again?. He’s not going to accept my apology anyway. “I’m honestly so sorry Sir”. He pulls open a drawer, I can’t see him but I can hear him rummaging through it, he must have found what he was looking for because he shuts the drawer. He then gets up and walks towards me, my heart drops.

It’s like he was upset that Ari was in pain even though it just felt like a pinch and nothing more. “I think you have already stayed your welcome, Prince Abram.” Ari body shivers from the sound and she turns to meet the angry gaze of Zara currently directed at Abram. Zara’s own body shivered too but unlike Ari, hers was overpower with rage. Ari holds her arm but it felt so cold that she had to pull away. Abram seems to cool down and looked slightly ashamed. “I apologise, lady Zara. I didn’t mean to upset you. I..”

Over the past few years, they had continued to reach out to me, carefully lowering themselves, cautious and restrained. I answered. On the screen were their faces, aged just a little more. "Julia, we saw the news… you’re amazing." My mother’s voice trembled. "Back then… back then, your father and I were confused. We were blinded and let you suffer so much. We… we’re not asking for your forgiveness. We just want to properly apologize." My father stood beside her, nodding silently, regret plainly visible in his eyes. I looked at them, my heart utterly calm.

“Are you sure you should be here? Your quiver only had a few arrows in it.” “I have no choice,” I say. I eye JumpStart who's whispering and turning his head away. Despite his best effort, after flooding my room, JumpStart did manage to get my bow and my quiver, but he couldn't get all my arrows. Apparently, my new slime formula harden faster than expected, almost to a point where we couldn't break it easily. Most of my arrows are still buried somehow in that slime pile. "I apologized," JumpStarts says. "Okay. I apologized the whole time on the way over here. Will you please stop bringing it up? I'm sorry. Okay! I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I am so sorry!"

He asks free fire questions and she wipes her eyes. "I'm sorry for coming home late!" She apologizes as the tears leak out her eyes uncontrollably. Arthur pauses for s second, resists a chuckle and then wipes her eyes. “Is that it?” Bethany nods. Arthur smiles fondly and pulls her in for a hug. "Everything is fine." Arthur breaks the hug and looks into her eyes. "Have you forgotten that there is sorry in our rules? You don't have to apologize for coming late, I understand you are busy. There is no need to feel bad. Absolutely no need."

What's wrong with accommodating him? My hand trembled uncontrollably, and my heart ached as if a knife was scraping across it. The driver noticed my reddened eyes and panicked, quickly comforting me, "I'm sorry, kid. I said too much." I shook my head, my eyes still red, suddenly feeling a sense of relief. "No. I should be thanking you." After a pause, Kelly sent another message when I did not reply. [Never mind. I can't keep coddling you. You can calm down on your own.]

Shortly after, Arka arrived, and they greeted each other with awkward yet genuine smiles. “Thank you for meeting, Raisa,” Arka said in a regretful tone. “I know I don't deserve this, but I have something important to say.” Raisa nodded, gesturing for Arka to continue. “I've been thinking a lot about what happened between us,” Arka continued. “I want to apologize again, not because I expect you to forgive me, but because I feel it's the right thing to do. I'm so sorry for hurting you and breaking the trust you put in me.”