I Regret Letting Her Go Novels & Stories

He tells her. "And you let her go?" She was surprised he could actually let her go despite knowing how he felt about her. "I didn't fuckin know what it was all about" he cries regretfully." I thought I was just overthinking things… that if I let go, I can finally have you by my side, to love and cherish but I was wrong" he runs his hands through his hair, frustrated.

And I hated myself for not noticing how much she was hurting until it was almost too late. I decided to let her go. *****

“Are you sure this isn’t because you’re still thinking about Keegan? That maybe… You regret that divorce?” My hands freeze from brushing the rim of my glass. Regret? Of course not. To be honest, it did cross my mind more than once. But it isn’t for the same reason as he or the other might think. No, I don’t regret leaving Keegan. It just temporarily feels empty after having to let go of what I have been holding on to for so long. I’m more of a sad regret. I know better than that. So, I say honestly with firmness in my tone as I shake my head. “No, I don’t regret it, and I’ll never will.”

“Not in this palace. Not in this world. Sympathy makes you weak. And weakness… gets exploited.” Kael straightened at my words, shoulders squaring. “Yes, Your Highness.” He paused for a breath, then asked quietly, “Do you think you’ll regret letting her go?” Regret. The word wrapped around my throat like a chain. No. I wanted to say it immediately, confidently. But it stuck in my mouth. And the silence that stretched out between us betrayed me. Regret? Yes. Maybe. I didn’t know. There was a pull in my chest that hadn’t gone away since the day she arrived. Something deeper than logic. Wilder than reason. It didn’t make sense, and I hated things that didn’t make sense.

"Ryan!" The elevator doors opened, and inside was unexpectedly Jessica, her face lit up in surprise, softly saying, "Didn't you say you wouldn't be free to come this afternoon? You couldn't bear to leave me alone, could you?" Without looking back, I stepped into the elevator, pressed the floor button, not even sparing a glance to see what expression Ryan had. Whether it was resignation, annoyance, or indulgence, none of it mattered to me now. What I must learn now was to let go. Let go of someone I had pursued for eight years but couldn't keep up with.

"I don't expect forgiveness. I just... I needed you to know that failing you is my biggest regret. Not because of the job or the company, but because you're one of the few people in this world I truly respect." Seth stared at her for a long moment, his expression unreadable. When he finally spoke, his voice was rough. "Go home, Paige." She nodded, understanding the dismissal. As she turned to leave, Isabella stepped forward. "Let me call you a ride—" "No," Paige said quickly, wiping her eyes. "I need to walk. Clear my head." They watched her disappear, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs. "Seth," Isabella said quietly. "She made a terrible mistake, but—"

Her eyes seemed to say, "I've already lived such a troubled life, only to be treated so abhorrently by my boss. Just let me die." "Zachary and I were going to send you to the parent-teacher conference tomorrow as we're too busy. Now that Griselda has been gravely injured, you probably won't have time to go either. I'll tell the teachers to cancel our speech!"

"You framed Angie with fake audio, tried to kill her with that saddle stunt, and used a knockoff face to play us? You thought you could have both of us?" Roger growled, "Throw this trash out! As far as you can!" ... Lauren went down on her knees, pleading desperately, "Don't kick me out. I'm used to this life now. I won't be able to pay my son's medical bills or even survive. Please! I'll apologize to Ms. Brown and beg her forgiveness." His cruel streak came back. Roger lifted her chin with his foot. "That face of yours? It's gotta go before you leave."

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.

I’ve seen how she keeps her distance, lowers her gaze and steps out of Zarah’s path like she’s trying not to be seen. “Don’t tell me you regret letting her go, Aiden.” I don’t answer. I just stand there, staring past her. “It’s good she’s gone,” she continues. “That girl is a curse. And the fact that you’ve been bedding her all this time—” She lets out a short, disgusted breath. “—it’s a shame on you.” Something inside me snaps tight. “You will never understand losing someone,” I grit out, the words rough against my teeth. “And it’s something you will never understand—”