Novel & Cerita Delayed Regrets: He Regretted Only After Her Death

His face was pale, and his stomach churned before he vomited on the ground out of stress and sadness. “Henry, I’m sorry for being late.” He staggered before collapsing on the ground. On the day Henry got into his accident, he had thrown a celebration party for Zack. On the day Henry was buried, he had almost reached his funeral, only to turn around and crush his son’s funeral wreath because Rose called him. What exactly had he done?

They kicked her out. She said she regretted everything. She just wanted to see me one last time before she died. I said only one thing, coldly, "It's too late for regrets. I won't even come to claim her body when she's gone." The End.

When I was five, my elder sister, Mabel, lost the use of both legs saving me in a car accident. From that day on, there was one thing my parents said to me more than anything else. “You ruined Mabel’s life.” When I got into a top university, Mabel locked herself in her room and cried all night. My mother, eyes red from crying, tore my acceptance letter to pieces. “Wait until Mabel can walk again. Then you can go to college.” So I spent sixteen hours a day delivering food, saving every penny for Mabel’s rehabilitation. When my stomach pain became so bad I could barely stand, my parents accused me of being jealous of Mabel’s nutritional supplements and faking it for attention. I secret

Suddenly, he pulled me close, kissing me softly. "I love you," he mumbled. My heart had leaped – until he called out: "Emma..." Present-day Mark froze, watching his past self break my heart yet again. He grabbed his hair in despair, slapping his own face repeatedly. He fell to his knees before the screen. "I'm sorry," he sobbed. "I'm so sorry, Alice." "I did love you," he choked out. "But I was bitter... Emma left me when I was nothing, when I was poor. When you loved me despite my nothing, I... I resented it."

"Wanna get laid?" "RuNE…" "We won't remember. We are both high." She swallowed. "I'll lock my door now, and we'll forget this happened." He nodded in agreement. "Yeah. That too." But thirty minutes later, he was deep in her sheath, merging sweat and bodies and ecstasy they never imagined they could get from each other. Hours later, as they listened to their silence in the darkness, he laughed, "We'll regret tomorrow, won't we?" She shifted so her back faced him, shutting her eyes. The regret was presently at work. What the hell had she done?!

She asked him while in tears whether he thought it mattered or not if she was dead. He had sneered and questioned her back, “Are you dead then?” Thinking about it now, what he said at the time must have brought her pain that pierced her heart. At this moment, however, the pain was piercing his heart a thousand times more. It was only after she died did he realize how important she was to him. ‘Madeline, I regret it. ‘But you didn’t even give me a chance to regret it. ‘I’ve lost.’ He smiled bitterly while looking at the rainy night sky. His eyes heated up quietly.

He was determined to make Natalie suffer every bit of what Sasha had endured. He could only seek redemption in this despicable way. With a heart full of guilt, he begged for a lifetime of regret as his sentence. He prayed that he could be her heart in his next life, only to shatter and die the moment she felt the stir of love once more.

Vivienne's POV My chest constricted. His words broke through my barriers one, after another. I tried to speak anything but my tongue felt unbearably heavy. I caught a glimpse of his cologne subtly blended with the saltiness of his tears. The hug was overly firm, nearly hurting. I didn’t resist him. I wasn’t sure if it was due to exhaustion or because a part of me still longed for his presence. "I regret it,” he murmured more gently this time as if admitting a truth hidden for ages. "I regret not loving you properly. I regret causing you to feel isolated. I regret understanding it all when I was on the verge of losing you."

"What do you think?" "Regret," he said simply, no more words, just plain honesty. Haley’s heart tightened. "Regret... marrying me in this arranged union?" "No," Rhett answered, his tone tinged with an unspeakable grief. His voice was full of regret as he ran a fingertip across her wet face. "I regret not being brave enough to tell you how I felt sooner four years ago. If I had shown up sooner, you wouldn't have gone through all of this suffering. You fell in love with the wrong man because of my hesitancy.”

She was speechless when he smiled at her directions. "I wish I can turned back the time. If I could change the written fate. I would. You know I would. But I guess, I'll die dreaming and waiting for it. The hurt you felt. I felt that. I don't know how did I lived through all the years but I did. What we had always flashed before my eyes. I felt the regret. I wanted to but I just can't find the strength. I'm sorry for being a coward. I'm really sorry." "What happened to us?" The words left her mouth before she can stop them. The look of resignation and tiredness swirling in his eyes was visible.