Brothers Regret After I Left Novels & Stories

Diego asked sarcastically, teasing Desmond the more. Desmond shook his head at Diego's “childishness” and grabbed his phone which was on the table. After flashing Freya and Noah a deadly glare, he rose to his feet, about to leave. “Wait, you're leaving?” Diego said with a feigned expression of surprise. Desmond ignored Diego's question of fake concern and began to walk away. “Brother Desmond, wait. Come back. We haven't bonded yet as real brothers should!” Diego called out after Desmond as he stormed out of the restaurant.

That was the name of a naive man who blindly loved his family, deliberately ignoring all the signs till they led to his death. For a moment, silence stretched. Harris was pissed. His facade cracked fast. “You think you’re clever, don’t you, Reid? You really don't understand where you are do you? Coming back to LA was a mistake, I hope you realize that before it's too late brother.” Arden tilted his head remaining extremely calm. He had a smile on his face. It was almost mocking. “It’s Arden. And no, Harris. I’m not clever. I’m just moving forward. Something you should try.”

“But we cannot talk over the phone. It’s not safe. There’s going to be a bash here at my club, two days from today. Think you can make it?” Anything for Cathy. “I will.” There was a long pause through the phone. “The Brotherhood was not the same after you left.” Ted said nothing. “After you left, your brother’s supporters almost ran the Brotherhood to the ground. Turns out not all of them died. It’s one of the reasons I left.” “You shouldn’t have. You were one of the good ones. You should have fought for the integrity of the Brotherhood.” “And risk my neck?” she scoffed. “No thanks. It was like walking on landmines after you left. Thankfully I made it out.”

I lost her through a thousand small betrayals across the eighteen years we’ve known each other. A waiter carrying dozens of trays nearly crashes into me, but I barely notice because I’ve been moving through life in a haze, barely registering anything around me. Even with the twins, I had to leave them with Mom because I couldn’t be present. I’m too lost in the storm I created to be the father they need. That’s the thing about regret. It’s not just an emotion; it’s a beast with teeth and claws and it feeds on you from the inside, leaving nothing behind.

“Autumn, I knew you’d win. This is your favorite necklace. You used to wear it all the time. “I know no amount of apologies can make up for what I’ve done, but I want to try, even if it’s only a little. “I’ve left the Lewis family. I’m working for another company now. The pay isn’t much, but for the first time, I feel at peace.” He truly regretted his past, not like his older brother, who only said the right words while still putting his own interests first. To their eldest brother, whoever could benefit the Lewis family was a friend, and since Autumn couldn’t, he’d never once reached out to her again.

During all the time I'd been gone, he hated himself every single day. He wanted so badly to tear open his chest and show me how the thorns of regret had grown wild inside him, piercing through his organs. But facing my cold, indifferent black eyes, all the words in his heart got stuck in his throat. He couldn't say a single one. Fresh ginkgo leaves rustled down between us, as if separated by a decade of unmelted snow. "Go back." "I don't want to see you." I turned to leave. "Don't go—"

It was ringing nonstop. Dad had sent me several messages. [Zane, you’ve already put your thumbprint on the waiver. We already helped you pack your stuff. Remember to come and pick them up. [Oh yeah, don’t say we’re heartless. We left you $200. Find a hotel and have a good stay.] What a shame! I would never be able to reply. Beep! My already weak heart stopped beating forever. “Zane!” Theo’s heartbreaking voice echoed through the ward.

Anger suddenly rose within me__ angry that he just ignored me, pretended that I didn't exist, and watched them bully and mistreat me. "I've missed you," his voice comes again, "I've been missing you for so long, yet you were within arm's reach, and when you left," His breath shudders, "I felt like I couldn't breathe. I thought it was what was good for you at the time, but I regretted letting you leave. I should have grabbed your hand and carried you to the hospital, begged for your forgiveness, and punished everyone who hurt you, myself included." His words hit me, and that knot within me slacks. I've missed my brother so much.

"There's an international conference tomorrow, and I need you to attend." Then, he turned and walked away, looking disappointed. Watching his retreating figure, I couldn't help but recall how he used to be—bright, full of energy, like a little sun that lit up my life. Now, I was being so cruel to him. Guilt gnawed at me. For a moment, I wavered. But in the end, reason won over emotions. I decided to drop the matter for now. I should wait a little longer. At the very least, I had to finalize my divorce with Henry first.

~Nate ~ Stephan left and I was left in a state of confusion . The anger and the regret that I felt , I had never felt that way before . Dropping the files , I decided to head to his room , I had to talk with her , I wanted to , I don’t want her getting mad over it. As much as I know that she’s destined to be my mate as they say , my brother had grown a connection with her that I was never going to ignore .