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he whispers. The words sound almost sacred. His hand finds mine. For the first time in what feels like forever. I squeeze back. And together we watch the tiny heartbeat flutter across the screen. A future. A second chance. A new beginning. Not built on guilt. Not built on grief. Built on a fresh start. And for the first time in a very long while, that feels like enough.

“We’re here now.” “We are.” He turned his head enough to kiss my palm. “That doesn’t erase the waiting. It just makes me more certain I won’t waste any more of it.” The music shifted into another song without breaking the moment. We kept dancing, closer now, the kind of slow movement that barely needed steps. I rested against him again and felt the confession settle between us like something solid and finished. Not a wound. A truth placed carefully where both of us could see it. “I used to think regret was useless,” I said into the quiet. “That looking backward only gave the hard things more room. But hearing you say that doesn’t feel useless. It feels like you’re choosing the present on pur

"Do you have any regrets meeting me in Paris?" Her question had left me silent for a while before I answered honestly, “The only regret I have from back then is not being able to know you. But I want to change that.” "Give me your phone," she said, flashing a small smile. I handed her my phone and watched as she typed in something. "Here's my number." I couldn’t contain the happiness in me. I went home happy, knowing that finally I’d made my peace. Maybe starting from tomorrow, I would have a reason to wake up early, a reason to put my time into something other than work.

A series of my hatred collapsed with my newly build feelings that were very much comfortable than the pain I was feeling. I looked in his eyes. They were truthful and consuming. At this moment, I want to forget everything and get with him. I want to leave everything and touch him. At this moment, I am willing to lose my dignity. "Maybe there is something else that I will regret", I said. He gave me a questionable look and asked, "what?" "However, I wont regret it at the moment atleast", I repeated. "what are you....", he was speaking and I kissed him.

Didn't even react to what I was saying. After a long time I realised what I said... I said Sorry... to her and it didn't feel wrong. For the first time in my life... I was feeling an emotion... Regret... I have never regretted anything... may be small remorse in past but never regret in my life but tonight I was regretting what I did to her... I have done much worse with other people but the girl in my arms has made me feel Regret. The pain in my chest is proof of that. Please... Angel! Get back normal soon... I really didn't think that it will hurt this much. But it is...!

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.”

Tori’s voice was barely a whisper. “It was a mistake.” I exhaled heavily. “But you’re unhappy with your marriage.” “I’ve lived with that for the past three years, surely I can do that for a few more.” “Really? You’re going to do this?” “I ask again. How much to make you leave and keep quiet?” “I don’t want your goddamned money. You’re going to regret this.” She picked up her bag and walked out the door, slamming it behind her. I had to hold myself back from screaming my lungs out. Lately, I found myself doing things and regretting them immediately.

"Hello?" The person on the other end of the line was sobbing. "I'm sorry... Mindy. I... regret my decision."

"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.

"W–What is that regret? And why did you exclude me from the mission now?" "Isn't it more than a coincidence that the very first day I woke up and flew to this city, you are the first woman I set my eyes on at that party?" He paused and sighed heavily. "My regret is ending you in my past life. Now I'm back to make sure I don't repeat that. I'm back to love you, Eve."