Do Your Best To Regret It Novels & Stories

“You better hope I don’t regret this, Stefano.” "You won't regret it, wife."

Regret really does its wonders, always comes at the last minute torturing you. TBC Maple Writes (Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy reading.)

I feel weird just walking like this, having to be dependent on Roman, who normally walks in large strides but surprisingly today, he's walking in a much slower pace, making it easier to follow his lead, though the feel of eyes is quite unnerving. Along the way, something burns at me to speak out but I try hold back. I open and close my mouth, words not coming out. "What is it?" He asks. Didn't think he noticed. " I forgot to ask you something last night." "Okay." He says next to me. "What's your biggest regret, in these past......years." I trail off when he pulls us to a stop. I feel him look at me as he says his next words. "My biggest regret is leaving my best friend the way I did, instead

Atleast he will drill the sentence 'not to go to far , as to never walk back in case of regret ', now look weren't you regretting but you three can't do anything! author's note : do support my other book a rose dedicated to Alpha Aiden.

It was probably the doctor's fault, who didn't know how to run a test well. I dialed Derek's number immediately but it kept going straight into voicemail. I gritted my teeth against one another and kept trying till it finally rang and he picked up. "What is it, woman?" He grunted heavily, like I had just disturbed him from something important. I was about to speak when.... "Whatever you are about to say better be useful or you would regret ever disturbing me." He threatened and I went mute, my heart tightening in pain as I clenched my fists.

"Say it or you'll regret it!" ***

“I never said before, but the truth is that night in Paris was one of the best nights of my life.” “But I had seen you were regretting, and you can’t deny that part.” “I won’t deny the regretting part. Yes, I was regretting but not because of what happened between us but by thinking about the future. I was regreeting because I knew after that incident, you would feel betrayed a little more than earlier after finding out the whole truth. I was regretting that I would end up causing more pain to you than earlier. I wasn’t upset with the last night incident, but I was upset with me.”

"We want to win back the Madiles with our sincerity." What a clever tactic of feigned submission. They were trying to use a high-sounding statement to package, dilute, and ultimately dissolve everyone's responsibility. Then, they cleverly passed the buck back to me, hoping to reclaim their $30,000 unscathed. They thought that there was safety in numbers? That they could force me to compromise to solve the issue? Dream on!

Regret was the worst. Regret was sour and bitter, and it tasted so close to the truth I had to fight sinking into it. I want to undo this. To make it right. But I have no idea how. I don't seem to know how to open up to people without getting the door slammed in my face. I wanted to tell him everything, maybe if I'd been able to, we could have lived differently, maybe I'd be there with you now instead of here. Maybe... if I'd said, 'I'm so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything,' maybe that would have made the impossible possible. Maybe, but I couldn't do it, I had buried too much too deeply inside me. And here I am, instead of there. And some part of me has never q

I do hope I don’t regret it. *~*~*~*~*~*~*