Belated Moonlight: He Regretted Only After I Left Novels & Stories

He went out to have some fresh air. The thoughts repeating in his mind were going to rip him apart and he wanted to calm down to think straight. Looking up at the starry sky it was in it's brightest form filled with millions of shining stars. His eyes under the moonlight . He was fond of darkness it was not his thing ,he would just go back but mind drifting back to Stella he remembered how much she loves stars and moonlight. Each and every memory of Stella was replaying in his head and his heart ached .

We are far away from repairing all the cracks in our fractured relationship, and moon knows I have lots to make up for, but tonight is a good start. Life is too damn short after all to live with the weights of regret choking the life out of you. I feel a bit lighter and freer than I have in a while. The moon is nearly full and bright and its light shines down on me. I feel as though it is making me anew. Only light can wash away the darkness. And I will choose to bask in love and light and hope, to let go of my stubborn pride, to open myself up to the blessings of the moon from this day until my last. I smile in the moonlight as I make my way home.

There was no turning back now. I stood there, watching her for a moment, searching for something—anything—that would make me stay. But the words refused to come. Instead, I turned and walked away, leaving behind the only woman I had ever loved. As I drove back to the mansion, I waited for a sense of relief. But it never came. The weight in my chest grew heavier with every passing mile, a suffocating reminder of what I was losing. No, this wasn’t a relief. It was a regret. Pure, unfiltered regret.

"When you retired back then, I thought it was such a shame. It's just like how you felt when I retired, too." Maria looked up. "Why?" Robin sighed. "You loved that man so much, you gave up everything. The home you grew up in, the cello you had practiced for years. And now, look at how it all ended. I just feel sorry for you." Maria lowered her eyes. The steam rising from the coffee blurred her vision. Her tone remained calm, without a trace of regret. "I loved him plainly and wholeheartedly, and gave everything without holding back. I have no regrets now that I have to leave. That's enough for me. As for those who hurt me, I believe they'll get what they deserve eventually."

Calvin released his grip and stared directly at the dark night sky. "Back then... Camelia also left me because of the pain I planted in her heart. And if God is still willing to allow you and Ziyi to be together again in the future, there will be a way, no matter how small it may be. But if not... you need to prepare yourself for many possibilities that will hurt you. Believe me, living haunted by endless regret is not pleasant at all, Juna. It feels like dying slowly every single day." Juna remained silent, allowing every one of Calvin's words to pierce the deepest part of his heart. His shoulders slumped, losing all energy to argue.

I said. Lea laughed. “Just wait, Vallen. In two months, they'll be divorced.” I bit my lip. Two months. Her words echoed in my mind once again. For some reason, for the first time, I felt guilty that Vallen had been dragged into this mess. He shouldn't have been here. But before I could say anything, I heard footsteps approaching from behind him. My eyes widened. “Vallen, watch out!” I shouted. But it was too late.

Olivia. My eyes went to the door of my bedchamber for the umpteenth time, but nothing changed. I didn’t know what I even hoped for. I clearly said that I stopped feeling for him, but why does it still hurt knowing that he left me during the Red Moon? We left the ballroom earlier than we were supposed to be. I had thought that he’d spent the night with me since it was the rule for Red Moon. It was stated that Moon Goddess most likely blessed fated mates with pups during Red Moon.

The fear of losing her choked him like a creeping vine. Red-eyed, he looked up at the moon. Back at sea. Candice also raised her head. It was the night of the full moon—bright as a mirror, its light piercing. Until it cracked. Shards of that mirror splintered in her gaze, just like the past she and Kyle could never piece back together. … She wasn’t sure how long she sat there. Until Jerry called, telling her to go up to the second deck. She stood and headed upstairs.

whispered compromises that only I seemed to keep, promises broken so casually it seemed they meant nothing to him. I shook my head, my voice soft but firm. "I don't know. Maybe the moment you lied about that pup." My heart clenched at my own words. Was it love for him I'd felt all those years, or just guilt over the time I'd invested? Either way, I'd clawed my way out of seven moon cycles of doubt in just six. I had no regrets now, just a weary finality. He bent forward, elbows on his knees, silence folding around us like a heavy blanket. Finally, he exhaled, his voice rough.

“Wouldn’t that child have been ours?” “Couldn’t we have been this happy too?” “Seth.” My voice carried through the iron gate, clear and steady. “There is no if between us.” “And there is no beginning again.” The color drained slowly from his face. “What you destroyed with your own hands was never only the Moonmark.” “It was seven years of my heart.” I paused, and when I spoke again, my voice remained calm, but every word landed hard. “Your regret belongs to you.” “But what was between us ended long ago.”