Novel & Cerita I Regret Hurting Her

I didn't remember anything, but maybe I could seize this opportunity to make him reveal what he meant by hurting me. “You hurt me?” I asked cautiously trying to pull my legs from his hold but I couldn’t. He nodded. His eyes were red and swollen with tears. “I hurt you too much Ayva and I hate that I keep doing that. Everything I did, everything she made me do, I regret it.” She? Who was this "she" he spoke of?

“I want you to know I remember that choice. Every day. And I regret it without excuse.” Her breath hitched once. I lifted my eyes to hers. “You deserved better from me. Then. Always.” For a long moment, she didn’t speak. Then she moved. Not away. Closer. She stopped just in front of me, searching my face like she was looking for something specific. Something she hadn’t found before. “When you rejected me,” she said slowly, “I told myself it didn’t hurt.” I flinched. “It did,” she continued. “It shattered something I didn’t know how to name at the time.”

All she could feel was regret. She regretted, meeting him. She regretted, letting him touch her. She regretted, letting him be inside her She regretted, ever loving him. She regretted, everything now. Pushing the sheets away, she forgot all about the pain. All she could think about, was what Hardin did to her and what he was going to do to Lucas. She should inform him. She should warn Lucas. He was her friend. She couldn't let him die.

"I...it is just...something happened and I wanted to explain it to her but I can't find her." 'No...is there even a need to explain it to her? her misunderstanding me is what I hoped for but why?...now that I think about it I don't know why....' He thougth with a troubled expression on his face. "Sigh....you must have done something that you are regretting. Let's look for her she mustn't have gone far, I will help you." "Yes....Let's go." 'Something I regret?!...yeah, that explain my anxiousness. I wanted to hurt her like it did to me when she told me that she kissed someone else, but in the end it hurt me more to see her pained expression.'

It didn't work today. "Aurora," Dr. Mercer said, gesturing to the chair across from her. "You look like you're in deep distress." I sat down and just stared at my hands. How could I even explain this? "Talk to me," she said gently. "What's going on?" "I hurt someone," I started, my voice barely above a whisper. "Someone who really cared about me. And instead of trying to fix it, I made it worse. Now am regretting my actions."

My voice was firm and my eyes didn't welcome her either. “I know I'm the last person you trust right now but believe me when I say that I didn't mean to hurt you. I was clouded and angry...And now I regret it. It wasn't all me. Someone put me to it.” She shook as she watched me, looking everywhere as well like she was scared someone would come for her.

she asks after a long silence. "Yes." “I want to go home and see him one last time." “I'll get you discharged.” She nods and I see her lips tremble. “My breasts are hurting.” Yvy looks down and watches the hospital fabric get wetter and wetter. "I'll help you as soon as we get home." The word regret was never present in my vocabulary, but seeing her so fragile, with stitches on her forehead, the milk wasted from not having a baby sucking her halo... I saw how I had failed in my promise not to involve her. in my fucking life.

Her tone is sarcastic. “I’m sure she’s emotionally hurt and maybe scared. I genuinely can’t remember if I have hurt her physically or not. This is driving me nuts! Please, tell me anything. I blacked out. I couldn’t see straight. I didn’t know how I did that to her! She didn’t deserve that,” I rapidly speak that I think she fails to understand me.

“I regret that night. I regret everything. If I should take back the hands of time to that night, I'd never get close to you. Do you understand that?” I stiffened at how bad that hurt. She regrets it. She wouldn't wanna do it again. While I'm dying for a second chance to relive that night, she's admitting to my face that she regrets it. She regrets it…why does that hurt so much? “You're one hell of a cruel bitch, Elena. Very cruel.”

What if she hurt him? What if she spins lies into my boy's head and turns him against me? I palmed my head as the thoughts ravaged my heart, my soul. I should have kept my mouth shut. I should not have lost my anger. I should have hung up immediately I agreed to donate my kidney. Wave after wave of regret coursed through me, and I didn't wipe the tears that dripped down my face. I maintained that position for a long while, losing myself in the maelstrom of emotions coursing through me.