I Don T Want To Regret の小説・ストーリー

I shouldn't have gone there, I shouldn't have! That was the only regret I have left in my life now, I didn't regret killing that man, I didn't regret dropping the revenge and going back on my words. I didn't regret changing the purpose of my life but I did regret one thing. For going there. I shouldn't have gone there.

The public relations manager was still anxiously urging me, "Mr. Sander, if we don't speak up soon, our partners and investors won't stop calling us!" I wearily waved my hand, pushing the contingency plan aside. "No need. Prepare a new announcement." My voice was frighteningly calm. I stood up and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Several media vans were already parked downstairs. I chuckled self-deprecatingly. I did not lose to Cynthia; I lost to my own foolish trust. From that day on, I, Samuel Sander, vowed to be just a businessperson. A businessperson focused solely on profit, not on relationships.

> "When you told me you were pregnant, I panicked. I was terrified I’d hurt you, afraid I’d turn into the man who destroyed his own family like my father did. But my fear turned me into a coward. I ran away." Her breathing turned shaky. A quiet sob escaped her lips. > "You know what I regret most? It’s not losing you. It’s losing your trust." > "You stood strong on the ruins I left behind, and you kept going. While I—the man you loved—crumbled and vanished." She cried harder. The letter didn’t contain sweet promises or pleas to come back. There was no "please forgive me" or "I can’t live without you." Just truth. Guilt. Regret.

I say firmly before turning back to her. "Hannah, I care about you. Enough to let you leave. I care more about your happiness than my own. I want to watch you grow. I won't cut you down and watch you whither. I want nothing more than for you to come back to me." I say, stopping in the middle to clear the emotion clogged in my throat. "But if that's not what you want, I'll respect your decision." I say and everyone lapses into silence. "Could you guys all leave?" Hannah asks quietly.

“She’s pregnant.” “I know.” “You told me she’d be gone.” “I was going to—” “You keep saying that,” Grace interrupted. “But somehow, everything you 'were going to' never happened.” Ethan stepped around the table, his voice low. “Grace. It wasn’t love.” “It wasn’t respect either.” He paused. “I made a terrible mistake.” “You made a choice.” “For what it’s worth,” he whispered, “I regret it.” She looked at him long and hard. “Regret doesn’t bring back trust. Or time. Or—”

He said I had not done anything bad and could go to heaven, but I would forget everything if I left. He asked if I had any last wishes. I shook my head. I did not want to hold on to anything. Before I left, I looked back one last time and saw Janet at my grave. She put white flowers there and prayed with her hands together. I decided to drop a leaf on her shoulder. Janet looked up, and our eyes met. She could not see me, but she seemed to feel I was there and smiled. I smiled back, thankful, and then I walked away.

he mumbles once again, clearly being hard on himself. “You didn’t know something like that would happen, Harv.” “But what if it could have been avoided? If I had just stuck to my routine… things would have been different. Maybe.” I understand where he’s coming from. Regret is a powerful emotion—it makes you question every single decision that led you to this exact moment. But I can’t let him dwell on it. Not when he needs to focus all his energy on getting better.

“Anthony, tomorrow is the wedding. If Amelia doesn’t show up, what then?” Anthony fell silent for a moment. Then he said firmly, “She will show up.” Vincent laughed, tears streaming down his face. “Fine. Let’s see what happens.” With that, he turned to leave. At the door, he paused and looked back. “Anthony, you will regret this. For the rest of your life.”

[ IN WHICH SHE IS FOOLISH OR MIGHT HAVE COMPLETELY LOST HER MIND ] NOVEMBER'S P.O.V — If my hours spent with Jacqueline has taught me one thing, it is that — 'do not live your life with regrets'. Regrets eat you up, slowly. They devour you. They diminish you and shatter your whole being. So, I promise to live without regrets. Honestly, Jacqueline's situation isn't so different from mine. With each decision I make, I feel like I am self-destructing, leading myself closer and closer to my death.

Ruby said softly as she walked up to me. Her tone was no longer as bossy as it had been when she spoke to me. "I can pretend today's events never happened. We can get married again and continue being together." I burst out laughing. In the past, we had fought fiercely because of Wilbur. One time, during our worst argument, we had even gone to the courthouse. But while waiting for our turn, Ruby regretted it and softened her attitude toward me. At that time, I had also been reluctant to end a marriage that had lasted so many years. After thinking it over, I took the hint and let things slide. I pretended like nothing had happened as I took her hand and left the courthouse with her.