His Regret, My Light Mga Nobela at Kwento

I'm alone, standing on the edge of the world, with nothing but the rain and the memories to keep me company. My heart is raining too. A constant, relentless downpour of grief, regret, and despair. And I don't know if it will ever stop. The darkness in my room is a comforting blanket. I haven't bothered to turn on the lights in days. The only illumination comes from the faint glow of the city outside, painting long, distorted shadows on the walls. I'm lying on the floor, staring at the ceiling, lost in a haze of self-pity and regret. Empty bottles litter the room, a testament to my pathetic attempts to numb the pain.

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…"

"She's just a stranger. Don't dwell on it." I nodded. After a moment of hesitation, I added, "Can you make sure that father and son never come back here again?" He looked at me in surprise. "Why? Don't you like them?" "I don't," I answered honestly. "I feel nothing but disgust when I see them. I just want to stay as far away from them as possible. It's like… they've hurt me in ways that I don't even remember."

"Noelle, I was wrong. Forgive me, will you? It's all Tara's fault. You and I wouldn't have ended up like this if it weren't for her. "We used to be so in love. Are you really going to give it all up?" I stared at him coldly, feeling nothing but disgust. How could he think I still had feelings left for him, after all that had happened? He grew worried after my prolonged silence. "What can I do to earn your forgiveness?" I suddenly slapped him. "Did that wake you up?" Just as I was about to speak, someone draped a coat over my shoulders. I beamed at the man, saying, "I told you I'd get home on my own."

I couldn't be seen with her. I went up to my room. My room felt different. It smelt different. It had a light smell of my mate. Was she here? There was a little note on my bed. I recognized it far too well. It was Athena's. It was recognizable. The paper was folded from the right upper corner and the paper had little stars printed on it. Why would she leave a note for me? I sat on the bed and opened the piece of paper. Dear Nicholas, by the time you're reading this, I'm probably gone already. I didn't want to leave without telling you the truth, the guilt would eat me alive, especially knowing you're looking for your mate-

Somehow, she’d read it in me — the secret hope I’d been trying to drown all day. “I never—” “Don’t lie,” she whispered. “It’s already ugly enough.” And then the door closed, leaving me with my own reflection in the polished wood — a face I barely recognized. I stayed outside until the night insects started their chorus. For the first time, I realized that regret wasn’t the same as redemption. Regret just meant you saw the wreckage; redemption meant you picked up the pieces. And right now, Clara was the one bleeding from all the glass I’d broken.

I just bottled up what happened and kept it moving Tory was the only one I talked to and vice versa that made us become closer I really feel like she’s my brother mate and scared to find out I plan on getting them around each other to find out but Tory doesn’t let much slip past her other then the dreams and my behavior lately no one even noticed anything was wrong but inside I was dying in darkness stuck in my own mind not knowing what to do afterwards I didn’t want to get in trouble for leaving pack lands My father would never let me leave his site again if he found out I felt as if I was spiraling out of control trying to keep it to myself but now I see the light A Red Burning light and a

His eyes were teary, and his face was filled with regret. He must have overheard our conversation. Anna sighed. "Have a talk." Before she left, she glared at Ross and warned, "I'll just be at the door, so don't you dare hurt Jenny again!" Ross ignored her words, and he suddenly knelt before me. He sobbed, saying, "Jenny, don't leave me, okay? I know my mistake now…" I stared at him coldly, feeling completely indifferent. Realizing that he was really going to lose me, despair and guilt flashed across his eyes. "What should I do for you to forgive me?"

Gazing at them with warmth, he reminisced. "Youth is truly wonderful. There are still so many things you can do, and even regrets can be mended. Seeing you two brings me back to my younger days. I, too, once invited the person I loved to admire the flowers. Alas, we ended up parting ways because of a misunderstanding. Now, when I think back, my heart aches with regret. A regret that can never be undone," the flower farmer murmured to himself, offering them a bittersweet smile before strolling away. Kisa cast her eyes downward, the haunting word 'regret' echoing relentlessly in her mind.

And now when I can see her goodness in light, Her eyes are closed in darkness. If only I could revertback time, If only I could set things right. This regret is killing me from inside. Her innocent face is making me cry. And with each teardrop that is falling on her face. I am repeating one thing again and again "I love you Aleka I love you....." -by Aaron Alistaire king _____________________________________ Aaron's pov I never thought such a day would come in my life when I will be filled with this overflowing emotion called regret I always thought that the decisions taken by me always served justice.