Romans & histoires I Don T Want To Regret

Tori’s voice was barely a whisper. “It was a mistake.” I exhaled heavily. “But you’re unhappy with your marriage.” “I’ve lived with that for the past three years, surely I can do that for a few more.” “Really? You’re going to do this?” “I ask again. How much to make you leave and keep quiet?” “I don’t want your goddamned money. You’re going to regret this.” She picked up her bag and walked out the door, slamming it behind her. I had to hold myself back from screaming my lungs out. Lately, I found myself doing things and regretting them immediately.

We can be happy again. I swiftly pulled my hand out of his grasp, my voice as cold as ice. "Be happy? Graham, we were over the moment you handed my son over to Cassidy just to please her. "I don't want to spend my life with someone so fickle. If you want me to forgive you, then you need to cut all ties with Cassidy. Completely." I could see the hesitation flicker across Graham's face, exactly what I had expected. I let out a quiet, derisive laugh.

“Let's go. We're going to miss the flight.” Rafael glanced down at me. “You're not going to watch?” “What's worth watching?” I smiled. “Everyone I care about is right here.”

"I don't want River to regret this decision." Neither do I.

"Jakey, why didn't I meet you 15 years ago?" "Because you aren't the same person you were then. We were meant to, I don't know what this is, but we were meant to do this now. I try to avoid regret because I feel that it is one of the few things in life that has no positive aspects. I mean, I learn from my mistakes, but I don't regret things. You can waste a lot of time regretting, but you're probably better off just learning and doing things differently." For probably the first time since I met her I had her undivided attention.

Beyond everything that I did, Faith didn't leave and she never thinks of leaving me. “If you don't want to regret things in the future, I suggest that you stop whatever you're doing right now.” She added. itsclarixass

Scarlett’s POV: I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Everett and I had already cleared everything up between us. What important matter could he possibly have for me now? I had made up my mind to leave the past behind and move forward. So what was this all about? A pang of regret suddenly struck me. I shouldn’t have been so soft-hearted as to send that voice message to Everett. Now look what I’d done… this was never going to end. “If you want to listen, go ahead and listen yourself!” I muttered, lowering my head to eat. I was determined to cut all ties once and for all.

That was the question, was it not? “You sound like you have been thinking about regret,” he added. The word slipped out before I could stop it. “Maybe.” He nodded, almost like he had expected it. “Regret is heavy. But it can guide you, too. Shows you where you do not want to return.” The urge to confess clawed at me again, harder this time. I have lived this already. I have seen the ruin. I do not want it again. But fear pressed down. So instead, I gave him a crooked smile. “You talk like you have lived ten lives.”

While marching past me, she said icily, “Just make sure you don’t regret this. I don’t give second chances.” “Okay.” I nodded. With my back straight, I walked into the night.