Bitter Regret Novels & Stories

Aria stared at him in disbelief. “There are some parts of your life where you would experience bad things and it would be the worst part of your life and your regret. This is that part for me. You are my worst experience and you are my regret.” Aria said, holding his gaze. “You are my regret, Dalvin,” she said again, and taking a final look at him, Aria walked towards Thane. She resisted the urge to look back at him or cry. She wiped her tears and tried to stay calm by breathing in and out heavily.

"I don't care. But make sure of one thing. Never regret your decisions right now. Because the way you're doing this might end up with something that will only hurt the both of us." Callum turned around. And left. Elise stood frozen in place. She watched her husband's back disappear down the hallway, then smiled bitterly. "Elise Voss," Elise whispered softly. "It seems I can finally accept that name now... after hearing it from you."

"I don't want to talk about it." "Too bad." She set her mug down with a sharp click. "You wasted four years of your life on a man who treated you like garbage. You gave up your dreams, your career, everything that made you special. And for what?" "I was trying to save my father's business," I whispered. "And did it work?" The question was harsh but necessary. "Did your sacrifice save anything?" "No." The word tasted like defeat. "The business failed six months after I got married. Dad lost everything anyway."

But with each passing moment, I realized that the damage I had inflicted upon myself and others was not so easily undone. Regret, like a relentless adversary, continued to shadow my every move. It whispered doubts and insecurities into my ear, reminding me of the pain I had caused and the irreparable damage I had wrought. I berated myself for my foolishness, for my misplaced trust in a person who had only shown me disdain.

She had carefully arranged everything, leaving him with nothing but his regret. Now, as he reflected on the past, Ezra couldn't help but feel the sharp sting of irony. The thrilling moments he once enjoyed with Melanie had turned into painful reminders of the betrayal he had inflicted on Shermaine. The weight of his actions, the grief and regret, tormented him relentlessly.

He was silent for some seconds and then let out a heavy sigh. "I'm tired of trying to convince you. I give up. You can do whatever you like but be rest assured that you will regret your decision," he said with a bitter tone. "I have heard you say that a thousand times and I have told you that I'm ready to face the consequences of my actions, so, don't worry about me. I'm optimistic that I won't regret my decision," I said with confidence. "Mark my words, you will certainly regret it. Time shall surely tell," he said with a bitter tone.

She should not, as she needed to remember this pain and betrayal to stay strong into the future that will become much gorier than this. “Are you having regrets now, or maybe a little bit after seeing the future, Emie?” Reina’s taunting towards Emie doesn’t get far from the influence of the being that Winona is dying to meet. “Regret that will only remain as that, for the fault is already been made.” Reina added and somewhat slapped Emie in the face. Yet, even a slight mark of the word doesn’t reflect on Emie. After all, she knew what she dealt against and what. As regret is no longer in her vocabulary, it only means, weakness.

He punished so many people until now for their wreck less mistakes but never felt something like regret. Since evening he was trying to ignore her, ignore his brutality, trying to ignore the feeling which could be characterized as regret. But at the end of the day, his heart still gave up. His heart blamed him for doing it, it was too Barbarous of him to do this to her. She couldn't even move her body after it. He still couldn't forget, how she was hissing in pain and silently cried. The sight of her bare back covered in blood, her hands tied and she lying lifeless couldn't leave his eyes.

But then, he stubbornly said, "I can live without the company. I just want you back. I'd give up anything to be with you." Sasha's lips curled into a derisive smile. She lifted her cold gaze and said, "I know you, Aidan. Even if I walked away with you today, you'd regret it ten years from now. You'd tell me, 'Sasha, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be so broke.'" "You're just a selfish businessman, Aidan. You're always calculating what you can gain and what you might lose. Why bother pretending you're some lovesick fool? I know you better than you think."

Sadness seeped into my bones, like a winter chill that hesitated to leave even in the warm weather of spring. My heart was heavy with regret as memories came crashing through. The memory of her begging me to reconsider and just postpone the party but I had stubbornly refused, disregarding her begs as flimsy complaints. That was how I killed that beautiful soul and miraculously turned out alive. I shut my eyes painfully to cloud the regret in my mind. "Look at me," I lamented aloud "My life isn't even the least bit perfect. Why did I have to survive?" an ache of regret tightened around my neck making me wish I could alter the course of my life.