Brother Regret When They Lost Me の小説・ストーリー

“It doesn’t care who we are. It just… keeps moving.” I nodded and for several minutes, we sat in silence—two strangers united by whatever had driven us to seek solace in the endless sea. “I lost my brother,” I finally said, surprising myself. “In an accident, eight months ago.” He was quiet for a while, I wondered if he’d even heard me. Then: “I’m sorry. That’s.” He paused, then shook his head. “There aren’t words for that kind of loss.” “Sometimes I swear I see him in a crowd,” I whispered, my fingers brushing the small pendant at my neck—Sam gave me on my last birthday. It pressed against my skin as I tried to finish, “but it’s never him.”

Dan. The words for what he was feeling hadn’t yet been invented. The loss, the pain, the regret that the last time he’d seen his brother, Nate had been at his worst. It had been deliberate, of course. A ploy to make him angry. And he had risen self righteously to the bait… Neither of them had come out of it with any glory. But she had lost the man she loved. The father of her child. How much worse must it be for her…

"Yeah, me too. We were two kids. After my brother died, I wished my parents had more children. Growing up without siblings was really lonely." "How did your brother die? If you don't want to talk about it, I will understand." "No, I think it's time for me to talk about it. When I was younger, my brother and I went into the woods. This was still in the time that we were all hunted. My brother already had his wolf. While we were playing in the woods and hunters came. My brother made sure I left while he held them off. I ran to my father to get some help, but by the time we got back, it was already too late. I have been blaming myself all these years. I have so many regrets that, I am losing my

But what if time could not make up for someone's shortcomings? Absolutely not, the grief of losing a loved one forever never subsides. A similar accident happened to me. When I felt that life was over, I felt that I was on burning coals but no, this pain is much less than the pain I felt after losing my brother. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Come in" I said, turning around. When the door opened, my Beta Jag entered. I've trusted him with my life. "What's going on, Jag?” I asked, with an eyebrow raised.

He was grieving, but so was I, and yet… we were miles apart. Nathan finally whispered, his voice breaking. “I lost my brother today.” The words cut deeper than any blade. His shoulders trembled, and his eyes darted away from me. He couldn’t look at me, not now. And maybe he never would again. I clutched Brad’s torn clothes tighter, rocking slightly as sobs shook me. Around us, the pack stood in silence, watching but saying nothing. The night grew colder, pressing in like a shroud. Brad was gone.

so lost. It felt like I was losing my brother all over again.

When the sulfuric acid hit my face, I spent my last ounce of strength calling my brother, the Don. He dismissed it as just another one of my tantrums. "Grace, if you dare miss Betty's book launch tomorrow, I'll make you regret it." The moment the call was disconnected, the burning pain stole my last breath. You don't have to bother this time, my brother. I'll disappear for you. Forever. Death is not the end, at least not for me.

"I know my son failed you." "And I'm ashamed of that." Ryan looked down. "But I've watched him these past months." "He's trying." "He truly is." My brother folded his arms. "Trying now." "When it's almost too late." Emma, Ryan's younger sister, finally spoke. "I've never seen my brother cry before." Everyone looked at her. "I have now." "He isn't pretending." "He knows what he lost." Daniel shook his head. "Regret is easy after the damage is done."

Declan was gone, the brother I had grown up with, the wild spirit that had needed saving, now lay still. Winter collapsed beside me, her face pale, and all I could do was stare at Declan—my brother, who had fought valiantly against the darkness but had ultimately given in to it. In that moment, amidst the chaos of emotions, all I felt was an overwhelming sense of loss and love intertwined in a bitter struggle, an aching void that would never truly heal.

It was hard to fathom that he was gone forever. At that moment, a part of me wished I had discovered the truth sooner. Maybe then, I could have reached out to him and tried to guide him back onto the right path. But now, it was too late, and the regret gnawed at my heart. The pack members had gathered, their somber faces reflecting the weight of the situation. They were there to witness the burial, not to pay their respects, I couldn't bear to watch. The thought of seeing my brother laid to rest like a traitor was too much to bear. It pained me to admit that he had become one, but the evidence was undeniable.