Romans & histoires Hối Hận

It was sad how he had been behaving lately, so rude and changed and how he had to lie for her and not meet me but her but it all came like a lesson to me. It seemed it was my deeds returning to me, some karma doing it's part, making me go through the sufferings I inflicted upon him, punishing me and washing my sins. I felt so dirty, mean and selfish from within that my stomach churned in pain and disgust. It broke me irreparably to confess how over the span of so many years I could build no love strong enough that could last against all storms, that could stand amidst all odds. I failed every love I ever owned that my heart felt so empty and dead to feel or live anything more.

I don’t want to get sad again. I get my point. “I’m sorry.” Cayden said and I forced a smile. He apologized, knowing that his words must have rekindled hurt from the past in me. “I know I keep revisiting this topic and it leaves both of us hurting, but I just can’t get over the fact that I’ve been blind all this while to the Nirvana that is you.” He said and exclaimed. “God, I made so many mistakes!” With the silence that followed, he looked to the side and his expression seemed to become more sad. “I’m sorry I slept with your sister.” He said and then he slowly returned his gaze to me.

Each passing second felt like an eternity as he anxiously awaited any signs of improvement. Memories flooded his mind, each one a painful reminder of his past mistakes and the consequences they had brought upon him. He couldn’t forgive himself for the way he had treated Arlet, for the love he had failed to acknowledge until it was almost too late. Regret gnawed at his heart as he realized the magnitude of his actions and the depth of his own blindness. He had lost his brother, Raya, to his own foolishness, and now the woman who had loved him unconditionally was fighting for her own survival.

A time that I would feel ashamed and remorseful for everything I have done. "I-I am sorry" I muttered. "I should not have lusted after you. I felt guilty that I treated you so badly, yet you did so well. I thought getting you back was the only way I would stop feeling guilty but I knew I would not be able to get you back. I could not accept defeat so I began to find a way to win your heart and I ended up becoming obsessed with you. I am sorry"

It was a pause pregnant with unspoken emotions, hinting at the weightiness of the situation and the complexities of their relationship. Breaking the silence, Susan's voice trembled with regret and remorse, revealing the depth of her self-awareness. "I was... so harsh on you," she admitted, her words tinged with a mixture of regret and self-reproach. It was evident that she carried the burden of her actions heavily within her. She continued, her voice filled with a sense of disbelief, "I can't even ask you for forgiveness..." The weight of her guilt prevented her from seeking absolution, further highlighting the magnitude of her regret.

Slowly but surely it will hurt more after this until Kyunghee can no longer stand up to support his body. “You have to tell me something. I know you are angry and disappointed with me. But, at least you tell me something so as not to make me feel guilty like this.” “So you feel bad for me because I made you feel weighed down with your guilt? Alright, I'll tell you if I'm disappointed and really hate you. Are you happy now!” “Sorry, I was indeed guilty of betraying you.” "Sorry? Can an apology solve it all? Can the word sorry heal my shame and pain?” Hana asked loudly.

Can he be able to fix this? He left the hospital room feeling so lost with the bleeding heart. He just deserved it. For all the sins his family committed to her, for all the sins they had done to her, it will never easy for them to be forgiven. It will surely going to be hard for her to forgive him and his family. Now he felt lost and defeated. He just deserved this desperation and devastation he felt. He had a chance to have her. He should've made her happy but what he did to her? Instead of loving and making her happy, he destroyed and hurt her. The miserable way to feel regret and repentance is knowing you can never fix the the mistakes you've done. That you can never regain the trust you

It was awfully quiet in here, just our breathing and the rhythm of our hearts. 'I'm sorry,' my ears perked. 'I'm so sorry, my love,' my eyes widened, Ted was crying! 'I keep hurting you when I should be making you happy. Just look at what I have done to you, look how sad I have made you become. Cookie, I don't mean to, but I just can't forgive myself. It is not like I feel repulsive whenever I touch you, I feel regret instead, guilt. You went through so much pain because of me, you got raped because of me. I am jinxed, I am bad luck. Bad things always happen to those I love dearly, Annalise died because of me too.'

“This guilt. This anger. This punishment I’ve kept myself under. It’s not honoring you. It’s not protecting Naomi. It’s just… keeping me locked in a moment that’s long gone.” I leaned forward, pressing my palm flat against the stone. “So I’m sorry, Hailey. For the mistakes I made. For the nights I stayed away. For not forgiving sooner. For letting your betrayal define us instead of facing my own flaws. I should’ve come sooner. I should’ve said this years ago. But I’m saying it now.” The breeze picked up, cool against my face. “Goodbye,” I whispered the words I had been holding onto for so long. “Goodbye, Hailey.”

3 minutes remaining "I'm sorry," I said, my voice barely audible, though I knew it was far too late for apologies. "Jeremy, I'm so sorry." My voice cracked with emotion as I realized the full extent of what I had done. There would be no coming back from this, no way to redeem myself in the eyes of the pack or in my own heart. The final seconds ticked away, each one feeling like a knife to my heart. As the counter reached zero, a small beep echoed through my room – a seemingly insignificant sound to mark such a momentous tragedy. I stared at the device, now displaying all zeros, and felt something inside me break. In my quest for revenge, I had destroyed not just my enemies, but everything I