Novel & Cerita I Don T Want To Regret

You know my mom always says, `never back down from what you want even if it means another person will be hurt in the process. Lucas smiled at her, "I have never struggled for whatever I want. I appreciate your advice but what is not for you will definitely not be for you. I am of the opinion that if you want something and someone will get hurt in the process, that thing is not worth having." He replied with a sweet smile plastered on his face. He did not want to give the lady the impression that he was a desperate man which in truth he was not. "I see, but regret is a lifetime disease that kills slowly. If you fail to fight for what you want, you will end up regretting it your whole life."

But now? “It doesn’t matter anymore,” I said calmly. “Why not?” Silas’s eyes turned red, his desperation spilling over. “Because we don’t need you anymore. I don’t trust you, and neither does Yael. We can’t wait for you forever.” My tone was steady, as though I were merely stating a fact.

"We deal with the Paragon Club. We make sure nothing from the past hits us again." Caleb nodded. "Step by step. No rush. We play this smart." Ethan smirked. "And maybe we teach a few people not to mess with us along the way." I smiled faintly. "Exactly. Nobody gets to write my story anymore." Inside the car, my gaze drifted out the window. Streetlights blurred into lines of gold. Caleb glanced at me. "You're thinking already?" "Always," I said. "Everything has to be in control. No mistakes this time."

But I couldn't let myself give in to those feelings, not now, not ever. "I would like to leave now, Nathan," I said, trying to sound calm, but my voice trembled slightly. "And mind you, this was a mistake, and it should never repeat itself again." My heart ached as I made that last statement, knowing it was a lie. All I wanted, all I could think of, was him doing it again, and again, and again. Nathan looked at me, his eyes filled with a deep sadness, a longing that made my heart skip a beat. "Are you sure, Les?" he asked, his voice low, husky.

The one who wanted to own me, and who couldn't stand seeing me happy without him. The man I'd spoken to today wasn't that man. He was something else, and one I wasn't ready to name. The elevator doors opened. I stepped out into the lobby. "Regret," I whispered, the right word suddenly coming to me. Regret was far more dangerous than hatred. Hatred was easy to walk away from. I'd walked away from hatred a thousand times. But regret had a way of making you look back. I looked toward the elevators, toward the man I'd spent two years trying to forget, and I wondered if maybe, just maybe, forgetting him wasn't possible.

God, I hate him so much. Hours passed, and I sat in my chair, my gaze fixed on the ceiling as the memories of my conversation with Ethan flooded my mind. “I can see it; it’s written all over you. You’re clearly not over me because, like I said, no one will love you like I did.” That part kept replaying over and over again. “No one will love you like I did.” What if he was right? What if my life was cursed and I wasn’t going to experience love? What if…?

“ I know that but you are not getting any younger. It's not that I am trying to tell you guys what to do. You are adults and know what you are doing but I just want to say, you are not getting younger. The longer you take, the harder it will be for you to conceive. Besides that, both of you are only children. If anything happens to either of you, no one will be left to carry on the family legacy.” I bit my lip to prevent myself from saying anything. I can't tell her. I just can't. I hate that I am lying to her becuase she had been nothing but an angel in my life. Without her, I would have nothing in my life. I would have not met Marcus and I would not be married to him right now. I am always

He would never beg for his life. I sighed. “Matt, please just go away. I don’t have time to deal with all this now. I don’t want to have lunch with you, and there’s nothing to talk about or make right between us. I’m beginning to get irritated by all this.” “Meadow, there’s a lot to talk about between us, and you know it. I know I messed up seven years ago. There hasn’t been a day when I haven’t thought about you. Please, I just need another chance to make it up to you. I just want us to start afresh,” he said, walking closer to me.

"Alex doesn’t know about this yet, so don’t say anything to him, okay?" Ivory nodded. "I promise, I'll not mention this in front of him." "Thanks," Eric gave her a look which Ivory couldn't find a name yet, "When you love someone, don’t waste time Ivory, don’t let your pride or fear stop you. When it’s too late, no amount of regret will bring them back, I wasted time, maybe if I was quicker, I might've got more time to spend with her rather than crying for her, atleast I got six months to be with her now, though it'll be a lifelong regret later, do you want to regret too?"

“It’s too late to regret that now.” “I don’t regret it. I don’t regret it one bit!”