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I noticed his jaw tightened, and his his fists clenched at his sides. “But let me make something really clear,” I continued. “If there’s anything I’ve been to you, to this marriage, it’s being loyal. I poured my everything into us, into making sure this marriage worked, into making sure we got our happily ever after like we wanted. But it’s so unfortunate that it’s been cut short. Do I regret falling in love with you? No, I don’t. Do I regret marrying you? No, I don’t. Do I regret thinking about spending forever with you? Of course not. But I regret shrinking myself and deluding myself into thinking that I needed to give you more time, into thinking that maybe you’d come around eventually. I

He could still see the pure hope shining in my eyes as I asked him, “Lewis, will we stay together forever?” However, every time, before he could answer, I would fade away. Lewis’s heart would drop, and he would instantly snap awake from the nightmare to an empty room, allowing the regret to swallow him whole. At last, he realized that the moment he lost me wasn’t just during that disastrous wedding. It happened every single time he forced me to step back, compromise, and swallow my pride for him. From that moment on, he had lost me. For the rest of his life, he would have no choice but to live in complete isolation, guarded by nothing but empty memories and eternal regret, growing old all by

“You believed in me more than I believed in myself. And instead of protecting that trust… I wasted it.” He rubbed both hands over his face before meeting my eyes again. “The day you asked me for a divorce was the day I realized there was no fixing what I’d broken. I’ll carry that regret for the rest of my life.” A lump formed in my throat. I didn’t know what to say. Never in a million years had I imagined hearing these words from Ken. He had always been so confident, so stubborn, so convinced he was right about everything. Watching him break down right in front of me felt almost unreal.

His eyes looked confused, sad, regretful and of course very angry. I was about to say sorry but he turned to walk away. I didn’t have the strength to move and follow him so I just stared at his back. I felt a lump in my throat. I lowered my eyes to the ground and saw his glasses. I picked them up and bit my bottom lip when I discovered that they were broken beyond repair. That was the last time I saw him. I felt guilty and wanted to say sorry but he was already gone. I knew he truly loved me but due to my stupidity, I lost him. It was too late for regrets.

So I started to explain, from the beginning, about my so-called friend and how James betrayed me. “Just shut it!” Dad barked. “I can’t believe we wasted our money raising someone this useless!” My heart broke. Was I dreaming? “None of this was my fault! It was James… and my friend,” I choked out. “And so what?” they both snapped. “I—” “We survive off James Scott’s money!” Dad shouted. “Even if he didn’t give you much, he gave us. And all we asked was that you hold your marriage together. But no, you had to mess even that up! You’re a disgrace!”

The implication was clear: I had crossed his line, and I better not take it for granted. I almost burst out laughing. Why should the pain I endured be brushed aside so easily? Just because he offered me a chance didn’t mean I had to be grateful and accept it. I straightened my back, my chin jutting out defiantly. “Dominic, I appreciate the sentiment, but I suggest you give this precious opportunity to someone else. I’m not worthy of it.” Dominic tightened his grip, his voice low and threatening. “You’ll regret this!” I replied firmly, “The biggest regret of my life is falling in love with you and marrying you. Other than that, I have no regrets.”

I know you must have had a lot of regret, despite me telling you I've forgiven you. It was like a big bomb that was just bring dropped! Lily roared out in anger.."I have no regrets!" "Wait, Mr Cambridge, you are presently married to this young lady? And you confidently talk about your heart skipping a bit. Geez, you are a proud flirt aren't you. Ha ha!" Richard said, then smiled at his daughter. "This is an interesting story." "I don't think this child should be listening to adult stories like this." Maria said at last after being silent for so long.

James didn't allow her to finish her sentence before he cut in. “I don’t love her,” James snapped, eyes fixed on the road. “I’m just… going crazy. She said things — things I can’t stop hearing.” His voice dipped, rough with regret. “I think… I think divorcing her was a mistake. I shouldn’t have — I could still be having sex with you whenever I wanted.” He struck a hand through his hair in frustration. Lyrah’s brows drew together subtly. “Babe, you didn’t make a mistake divorcing her. You have me now,” she said with a confident smirk.

I came back from picking up takeout to find the fingerprint lock on our front door wouldn't recognize me. The passcode had been changed too. I was about to call my boyfriend Lawrence when I remembered he'd just broken up with me. I looked down at myself, wearing nothing but loungewear and slippers, a coffee stain splashed across my shirt. After a moment's thought, I caved again and sent Lawrence an apology. But the red exclamation mark beside it told me he'd already blocked me. This was the ninth time he'd broken up with me, and the ninth time he'd blocked me. I wanted to knock, but my hand rose only to hang in the air for a few seconds before dropping limply to my side. That closed door mig

"Rejection is better than regret" Blake now understood a little bit why his marriage broke , it became too late until he realised his love for her. He felt really bad for him , he didn't know what happened with his married life but he really couldn't able to see such a strong and once a cheerful man all hurt and pain. "I will definitely remember your every word sir",he replied making him sit inside the car. He placed his head carefully on headrest and made him comfortable. He closed the door and sat in driving seat.