Novel & Cerita I Don T Want To Regret

I sigh. "I don't want to listen to myself. Because the more I do, the more I feel guilty. And I can't feel guilty for going for what I love" I shut my eyes.. It's hopeless talking to her. "I am not even interested in women" I scoff. She is quiet. "And if I can turn back time." I shake my head, "I wouldn't have done it with you, I wouldn't have done it with Evans. These are something I regret doing and don't ever want to think about again"

“But when you encourage me, you make it hard to stick to my resolve.” “Then don’t stick to it,” I challenge, moving my hips so that my aching core presses against his bulge. “What if there isn’t a later?” That was the thing that was bothering me the most. There was a lot I regretted from the past, like what would have happened if I had stood up for myself more. Or whether or not I would have discovered who I truly was instead of just bowing down and accepting everything. I didn’t want to regret anything anymore, and I simply wanted to live in the moment.

Why would he allow me to visit Killan? He stood up and walked toward the window, his gaze distant. The light outside was still bright. He seemed lost in thought for a moment before speaking again, "Sometimes we wish for a life without regrets. But regrets have their own beauty. I've had my share of regrets in the past. My history is riddled with them. Yet, I've never attempted to erase them completely. They're a part of me. I embrace and cherish them until they intersect with something pivotal. To truly regret is to experience life anew." "What are you trying to say?"

I answered, my voice just as firm as his. "Yes, but you also might not lose anything." "You can't be sure about that." "Just as you can't be sure that you will lose everything." Shawn's eyes became soft, and so was his voice. "There are a lot of things that we can't be sure of, Shawn. But there's one thing I am sure of that you'll feel if you let this go, and that is regret. You will definitely regret it if you don't do anything to fix what Shawn and you have. And I am telling you now, that regret won't be easy to dissipate. It will be with you for the rest of your life. Can you live all your life filled with regret?"

But I never wanted him to sacrifice something he loved for my sake. “But what if you regret it?” I whispered, the fear gripping me tightly. Nathan exhaled and stepped closer. “What if I regret not being there for you? What if I wake up one day and realize I’ve missed too many moments—moments that we’ll never get back?” I hesitated, biting my lip. “Nathan…”

I took a few steps away from him, shaking my head in disapproval, and not thinking that I was saying the words out loud. “What was wrong?” He asked me, walking towards me. One step he takes towards me, one step I take back away from him. Scared of doing something, I would regret later. Regret is the last thing that comes to my mind when it is the one thing I badly want to do. I’m mostly afraid because I don’t think I would regret it at all, which is bad. Really bad. “Tell me, Grace.” He said, his expression unreadable. “What was wrong?” He asked me again.

Not being able to get his way made him shake. Still, he remained calm. Tried harder not to lose his control on himself. No matter what, he was wrong and he hurt his Dove. He needed to tread carefully. "Claire, please, hit me if you want but don't walk away. I don't want us to regret anything." He rasped. "Regret? You think I'll regret letting you go? Haha, you're pretty full of yourself! But you know what, the only thing I regret is falling in love with you."

He looked at me with an apologetic expression. "Isabella? What are you doing here? Your injuries haven't healed yet." He tried to reach out to me to steady me up, but I shoved him aside at once. I pushed my phone toward him, my eyes filled with despair. "Vincenzo Cursley, if there's one thing I regret the most in my entire life, it's having met you!" Vincenzo was taken aback by my declaration. However, when he saw the contents on my phone screen, the blood immediately drained from his face.

, he whispered gently, letting out a soft chuckle afterwards. “Oh, I remember a little. All I remember was the taste of the cake and our happy chatter. I really wish I could see what you looked like. Who knows, maybe we would have been married by now. I wouldn't have ended up with Desmond”, she said softly, her tone laced with regret. “I wish I wasn't so timid. I would have fought for us. I wouldn't have been scared off by Desmond”, Diego said with a heavy sigh, a testament to the feeling of regret welling up within him.

"You look worse." Something in his face shifted, not a smile exactly, but the precursor of one. It was the specific expression she remembered from before he'd become an Alpha. When he was still the person who laughed easily and didn't yet know what authority cost. She registered the memory of that person and registered that registering it hurt in a way that had nothing to do with the rejection ceremony and everything to do with time. "I'm trying to figure out," he said carefully, "how to say I'm sorry in a way that isn't completely inadequate."