Novel & Cerita I Regret Almost Everything Book

“I regret everything.” The words slipped out before I could stop them. My voice was barely above a whisper. “Every single thing I’ve done.” My chest tightened painfully. “I regret plotting revenge for my father’s death.” My fingers trembled slightly in my lap. “And I regret being born into this world.” Silence filled the room. Dr. Harper didn’t react immediately. Her eyes stayed on me. Observing. Then she leaned forward slightly. “Do you want to talk about how you feel right now?”

he insisted, desperation creeping into his tone. “What’s there to regret now? Other than regretting that, I fell for you. I regret the day I met you. I regret the day I started falling for you! I regret everything, Julian. Everything! I wish I could forget you forever. I wish I could!” I yelled, my voice cracking as I glanced at Jane and Jason, who had begun to stir. “I regret our union, which brought about these innocent little cuties!” I added, my heart breaking further.

“You came alive in Paris, didn’t you? Not because of your designs, but because he was there, offering you the warmth and the freedom you craved. You looked at him like he was your salvation, seconds after I had risked my entire company to protect you from the media scandal. And now you return, expecting to walk away clean?” “Walk away clean?” I laughed, a sharp, broken sound. “I wish I could walk away clean! I regret every moment of weakness I ever showed you! I regret the press conference! I regret the dinner! I regret the night I allowed you to touch me! I regret every single second I let myself believe you were capable of feeling something other than contempt!” The explicit regret—especia

I could almost imagine their eyes turning into heart shapes. I sighed again and again. Sorry Professor, even though I like you, I don't like your tricks. I guess I just regretted that we didn't do the stereotype introduction. I really hate it at first because, in everything I've read about school settings, that's the scenario. But I need it now to survive. I don't know if it's just me but ever since I woke up in this world, I have had many regrets that I didn't know about in my life before. Things I didn't expect I would regret later on.

He looked like a stray dog, cast out and utterly lost. “What if I said I’ll change?” He raised his head, a glimmer of hope flickering in his eyes. “I can be better to you. I can be a good father to Yael. I’ll take him out and spend time with him. We can start over. We can be a family again.” So, he knew all along that he had been wrong. He knew the hurt he inflicted on us but justified it because of the love we once gave so freely. But now?

Ryan. If rage was a person, if hate, anger, and dislike were a person then that would be me. The hate was consuming me, filling every single cell in my body and seeping out to make it known to everyone. I want revenge so bad. If there’s a chance for me to get out of this hell and have that then I would have. It still feels like a fucking dream that a respectable person like me would be caged in this damn place. I still can’t believe that I have lost everything excluding the woman I love—I’m getting her back, because I was too foolish and my head was over the clouds.

that I would remain exposed, unmarked, and unnoticed. She wanted more than just me gone.She wished for me to be forgotten. FINAL SCENE I shut the book and turned to face the others. "We've been waiting for this," I remarked. "It's not a narrative. Not a theory." “Proof," Reyna uttered softly. "Of everything," Rico continued. I no longer felt a sense of dread from the weight in my chest.Gravity was the sensation. heavy. grounding. Actual. My story had been rewritten once by Cerra. I was going to write the truth now.

"I know it's hard to forgive when someone has scarred you so badly. But what if I regret what I did, and now I want a relationship with you and see the error of my ways? Will that be enough for us to start over?" Amanza smiled, "Regret isn't enough. I want much more than that." Her hands moved to his chest, and she came to life. He didn't pull away but smiled. She was an inch from his face. His warm, deep, and excited breath fell on her face; she wrapped her arms around his neck, inviting him to her.

“ I thought that I would let you be and keep to myself but I realise now that it was a mistake. I should have confronted you about the welcome party you threw for her when you said you were going to attend a gala. I was an idiot for believing whatever you say. In a sense, this is my fault. I didn't even mention that I wasn't feeling well and I missed my parents. In case you forgot, my parents died. They have been gone for a long time and this is where they are buried. That is why I came here to visit them. I'm not some crazy stalker like you think but yeah, you can think whatever. I don't care anymore. You can continue taking care of Anna. She matters more to you than I do.” I lost my compos

For a marriage that was never real. I swallowed. I chose him over my own life… and now I don’t even have either. I could have built something. A career. A life. Instead, I chose him. And now— I closed my eyes briefly. I regret it. The thought came without hesitation. I regret everything. But regret didn’t change anything. It didn’t give me a place to stay. It wouldn't feed me. It wouldn't protect the life growing inside me. I had to figure something out.