Hindsight Novels & Stories

He was completely devastated. I closed my eyes. Hot tears streamed down my face. He lifted his head, pressing his face against mine. "Why? I was so careful, so attentive." He choked up. "It might have been from eating too many of those hawthorns. They can cause bleeding. "It's all my fault. I didn't know you couldn't eat those. I shouldn't have let her bring them in." I listened to his belated confession as my temples throbbed with pain. "My head hurts." I interrupted him weakly. "Shut up."

“Do you think Meadow will come back to you after everything you did to her? You impregnated her and left her to suffer all alone. You were the one who spread that video all over the school, and you watched my friends and me bully her every day in school without stopping us. So tell me—after everything you did to her, do you think Meadow will still forgive you?” Annabel’s words made me weak. She was telling the truth. I did a lot of bad things to Meadow. I know convincing her to forgive me will be hard, but I’m sure she will definitely forgive me. “You don’t need to worry about all that. Meadow loves me so much. And I know she won’t only forgive me, she will also take me back.” “Hehehe… you a

I just hope I'm worthy of her love. The fact that I came so close to walking away from her boggles my brain. With hindsight, I know leaving her would've been a huge mistake. One I would have unknowingly regretted for the rest of my life. I may have gotten vengeance on my father, but having Finley in my life is so much better than that.

Flashback In a sudden flashback, Hazel found herself standing on the familiar ground, clad in pristine white attire. She scanned her surroundings in search of the mysterious girl from before, but she was nowhere to be found. Determined, Hazel retraced her steps, leading her to the same ominous house that had haunted her dreams. With an unsettling feeling gnawing, she pushed the slightly ajar door open and stepped inside.

, hoping to learn at least something, so that when the time came, he did not fumble or mess up. It was rather an embarrassing revelation, but now he was confident in his knowledge, to know that when the time came, he would make it special, not only for his mate, but also for himself. Being with your mate, was ten times better, than being with someone else, so why should you not wait and enjoy the pleasure. And he wasn't a hypocrite, there could be various reasons, why a mate wasn't pure, it was up to the person to decide if it truly warrants a rejection, being an Alpha, he has seen so many things in life, the good and bad.

I didn’t see things like when you would die, it was more the immediate future, like when I was in trouble, I saw those five or ten minutes ahead, mostly the disappointment in Adara’s eyes and for now it was always a future that directly impacted me. Like mist able to blind you instantly, I too was blinded, by life, by love, by hate and by my own arrogance.

I wanted his respect as a marine, wanted him to see me as something more than a bedmate, which I knew now wasn't fair, he'd never treated me as anything less than his. In the end I'd had to do what he'd wanted me too anyway, only it was for different reasons, and it was too late for us. Now my mind was full of what-ifs and all the ways I could've handled the situation. Only now when it was too late did it make sense to do things different, at the time it had seemed like I was making the right choice. Isn't it funny that now in the face of things it seems like the worse choice I could've made? I hate hindsight.

Angela looked around and found nothing useful. She struggled for over an hour when she finally reached the opposite side of the road. She stood still, catching her breath and looking around in the dark to see if anyone saw her. That's when she noticed a shadow behind a rock or what appeared to seem like a shadow. Angela stood still and reached into her pocket. Her hair was all wet, covering her face; she was soaked from the rain. Angela walked towards the rock with her right hand behind her back, gripping the knife. Her heart was racing. The closer she came to the rock, the faster her heart raced.

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She'd had high hopes for this semester, but none of it had turned out the way she'd expected and a very large part of her knew that something worse was coming their way before they would finally get their happily ever after. If they would get their happily ever after.