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he muttered under his breath, his voice heavy with sadness and pain. “Of what?” her eyes never left his. “Of you hating me again,” he answered, his voice trembling. She tilted her head, confusion marring her delicate features, “Have I once hated you?” Though she couldn't stand him many times, hate was a strong word. “Yes,” His shoulders slumped as he admitted and felt his heart crushing with heaviness, as he covered the distance between them, “I made mistakes, terrible mistakes that hurt you deeply. And I am so, so sorry.”

Out of know where she appeared here and all these pathetic humans are just running away after peeking glances at her. If only she could tear them Apart, but she doesn't have the strength right now, she nodded her head a few times and teleported again… Kazuma left school that day thinking about what he told his friend and all the changes that are happening, if at all things didn't turn out bad as it is now; he wondered. If only he could see his mom now and apologize for what he has done, killing her. But that was too late for him, he did it and was happy at first. But this sting of pain down his chest won't let him be at peace no matter how he tried to avoid the fact that he did what he did.

She tried to get away from his hold but it was very strong than she hoped. While the other guys around him cheered and hyped him as he continued to ravish her lips. It was after a moment when he leaned back and there was pure remorse in his eyes. Regret, self loathe, as if he just realized what he had done. Veronica was now crying from pent up rage inside her. "I'm sorry!" He whispered to her as he got away from her immediately. She got up from the couch and stood on her feet with a red face with shame. Sam grabbed the tissues from the box and gave them to her whispering sorry again and again as he was repenting his actions.

the moment when something that had been held in check found a crack and decided the crack was an opportunity rather than a warning. "Sorry," she said. The word came back out of her mouth with a different weight than it had carried going in.... no longer an apology, something closer to disgust, as though the act of saying it had reminded her of everything underneath it that she had not yet said. "Sorry doesn't fix anything," she said. "Does it. Sorry.... Sorry doesn't give me back Mason. Sorry doesn't bring back...." Her voice caught. Recovered into something harder. "You have no idea what I've lost."

But with each passing moment, I realized that the damage I had inflicted upon myself and others was not so easily undone. Regret, like a relentless adversary, continued to shadow my every move. It whispered doubts and insecurities into my ear, reminding me of the pain I had caused and the irreparable damage I had wrought. I berated myself for my foolishness, for my misplaced trust in a person who had only shown me disdain.

A hint of regret filled her voice as she admitted, "I know I messed up, and I am truly sorry for that." Austin's question carried a glimmer of hope as if he wanted to believe her. "You are?" Without hesitation, she responded with heartfelt remorse, "Yes, Austin. I feel terrible every single day. When I thought about coming back, I felt overwhelmed with guilt. I was afraid that if I did come back, it would only hurt you more. I genuinely mean it, Austin. I am truly sorry."

They were just too emotional just now. Well, who wouldn’t, after they found out that they have wrongly accused someone who actually loves them so much? Even though it was just a misunderstanding, they still feel bad. After all, the words and hateful deeds were done by them. In short, they have already hurt their grandmother. They can’t turn back time and erase their wrongs towards their grandmother. Furthermore, they also can’t apologize to their grandmother anymore in the past after misunderstanding her. “Hail… it is alright. It is not over yet.” Sybb told Hail as he wiped the other’s tears.

Then why now? "Damn it! Now I remember why are you angry! " He explained suddenly, scratching his head. " Tell me why ?? ", She asked angrily. " Because .. after two weeks is your birthday. And I promised that we would celebrate it together. Shitt!..I totally forgot it ", he said trailing off, with a guilt in his eyes. He shouldn't have fixed his trip with his friends for one month, what about her oath of celebrating her birthday which is about after two weeks, he cursed himself. Feeling feeble, she decided to move back, leaning against the railings, and said, " No, it's not that too ", she spoke, sadly, turning her stare away from him. " Then!! what is bothering you ?? ". " I-I--I ", she st

it says: I know sorry cant bring him back..But the guilt that has been feeding on my conscience for last 12 years behind bars has brought me here today…I wish I could go back and reverse everything…it should have been I, I and my careless behaviour…sick drunk I still got on the wheels and caused you pain and misery, Forgive me, I am sorry…for taking away your joy and giving pain and sadness..(breaks down)I am sorry , I am so sorry…

Those are the questions that keep lingering on my bed as I toss on the bed before I sit up. Memories of the past came flooding my mind, and for the first time, I feel guilt wash through me. Thinking about Max makes me go crazy. I feel like I was being unfair to him. Although he later changed, which was all I ever wanted, but still, it didn't change the fact that I hurt this emotion. I know this is too sudden, and you must think that I'm really crazy, but trust me, it's nothing of such. I'm just feeling remorseful for my actions in the past. I don't want to end up like Dennis, and with the way I'm going now, I might end up clouding my heart with hatred like him, and end up tormenting people,