Feeling Of Regret Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

My feet felt heavy, anchored to the floorboards of a house that felt increasingly like a tomb. "Cade?" Zara’s voice was weak. "Is she... did they take her things?" I didn't turn around. I kept my eyes fixed on the empty space. "Yes," I said, my voice sounding hollow even to my own ears. "I'm so sorry," Zara sobbed, the sound of her weeping filling the room again. "I'll go. I'll leave if it brings her back. I don't want to be the reason you're alone." I closed my eyes. For the first time, her apologies didn't soothe me. They felt like weight that I found irritating. They felt like more debt I couldn't pay. I wondered for the first time if my mother had been dead wrong.

Caleb's finger had been cut by the metal edge of the gift box, and blood was seeping out. But he seemed to feel no pain, just staring blankly at my ring. "Uncle… he treats you very well," Caleb murmured, his voice thick. "Cliff roses, pink diamond rings, moonstone necklaces…" "He gives you everything I couldn't." I was silent for a moment, not quite understanding the depth of his regret. "Caleb, you chose to refuse two years ago," I said calmly. "It's too late to regret it now." "I know," Caleb gave a wry smile. "I just wanted to prove that I could also…"

"Have you forgotten that you personally destroyed my mom's ashes? How dare you show up here? See that little headstone over there? That's for the three-month-old baby you abandoned because you listened to her!" My words made Marcus' face turn pale in an instant. He looked at Hannah, his eyes filled with regret. Hannah immediately went crazy. "Claire, stop talking nonsense! What does this have to do with me?" I did not look at her and only said coldly to Marcus, "Besides divorce, we have nothing left to talk about. And if I see you here again, don't blame me for being cruel." … A few days later, Marcus called me. "Claire, I agree to the divorce. I really regret not treasuring our relationship

I turned on my heel, my voice trembling as I finally spoke. “You both will regret this.” I didn’t even know how. I didn’t know what I could do to them, how I could make them feel even a fraction of the pain I felt. But I meant it. I meant every word. Theresa’s mocking laughter filled the room, stopping me in my tracks. “Regret? How?” she sneered. “What exactly are you capable of?” I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood. “You have nothing, Alexandria. Everything belongs to Asher now.”

She giggles and shakes her head, eyeing me affectionately and I kick myself mentally again for the horrible way I treated her before. "Hannah," I say, pushing myself to hover over her. "I don't know if I've said this before, so I want you to know, I really am sorry for the way I treated you. I was stupid and selfish and very wrong. I just... I'm sorry." I try to push as much honesty and regret through our bond that I can, so she may be able to feel a little of it. Her eyes soften at me and she reaches up to hold my face in her hands.

she whispered to herself. After a few blocks, the anger gave way to exhaustion. Her feet ached. The road stretched endlessly ahead. She sighed and muttered, “I’ll just get Cora to drive me back to the car.” That made sense. It made the walk feel like something temporary. But as the minutes passed, regret crept in. The air was colder now. Her hair whipped across her face. The pavement gleamed under the streetlights, still wet from the evening drizzle. Her arms wrapped around herself as she tried to fight the chill.

Then, she prodded his forehead with her finger and sighed, saying with a laugh, “It’s all because of you not knowing who’s good for you. Such a good person had been with you for a few years yet you hurt her. Only now do you regret it.” Caleb couldn’t help but lower his head when he saw Rose acting so energetically. He thought back to the past, and he felt as if eons had passed. Only now did he understand the meaning of the proverb ‘Regretting the past was like chasing after the wind’. The two of them joked a little more before Caleb put his grandma to sleep and left the ward. He then went back to the company to deal with something before making his way back. Then, he encountered Ember as soo

to her. I held Laura in one hand and a bag of medicine in the other, but James just ignored me completely. He treated us like we were thin air. My heart ached so much that I began to find it difficult to breathe. At that moment, I began to regret marrying James. I even began to regret the decision to give birth to Laura. I gave birth to Laura, but couldn't bring her any happiness. This was my failure as a mother. However, I couldn't really go back in time now.

The world around him blurred, the edges of his vision darkening as the floodgates of his emotions burst open. REGRET a feeling he had always feared, a feeling he had tried to avoid at all costs now engulfed him completely. It was a relentless tide, washing over him with such force that he could no longer hold back the sobs that racked his body. He wept openly, the sounds of his anguish echoing in the quiet street.

You're comfortable there because that's where you have control; it's where you know the lay of my emotional land. Those voices of yours are drowned out by the loud thumps of my beating heart, the thumps that are my own cheerleading squad telling me to just try. Just. Try. Just Try. And I know myself now just as I am knowing more about you, is that what I don't want to feel, more than you in my head and my heart, is regret. Fear, you come and go. But regret, well, regret stays forever. And regret is the most unwelcome guest because, in most cases, I can prevent regret from coming into my home.