I Regret Losing Her Novels & Stories

He said he wanted to keep the photos in his wallet so that he could show off his beautiful wife to everyone. I was smiling brightly in the photo. But Alexander's eyes were red as he turned to look at my parents. He gave them a sad, apologetic smile and said, "I've transferred the marital home to you. Nothing I do will ever make up for what Izzy had endured, and I'm sorry for taking your precious daughter away from you. "I have nothing to give you to atone for my mistakes. I can only hope that I'll get to see Izzy again in the afterlife."

RAYMOND, YOU ARE A BEAST. Three years. Three agonizing years since she disappeared. No one had seen her, no whispers of her whereabouts. It was as if the earth had swallowed her whole. And it was my fault. I drove her away. I’d stripped her of everything—her pride, her dignity, her hope—and left her with nothing. I leaned back in my chair, staring at the ceiling as my chest tightened. “I’m sorry,” I whispered into the silence of the room, though no one was there to hear it.

The day Lucas Sterling went bankrupt and fled, he abandoned me at the airport. With red-rimmed eyes, he shielded his adopted sister, Ivy Sterling, as he escorted her onto the plane. “Ivy can’t stay here. Gavin Blackwood will drive her to her death. But you’re different. Everyone knows you look just like his late wife. “He could never bring himself to hurt you.” The cabin door slammed shut in front of me. As the engine roared, I cried and asked the system what I was supposed to do now. But the cold mechanical voice suddenly sounded excited: “Host! Go straight to Gavin Blackwood and tell him that you’re the woman who deceived him into marriage three years ago, faked her death, and vanished… “

I don’t think about anyone except her, she's my whole world, and I lost her. Regret was a foreign thing to me once, it was something I believed belonged to weaker men, to those who failed to take what they wanted when it was within their reach. But now it sat in my chest like a slow, suffocating weight, tightening every time her name crossed my mind.

I feel so ashamed uttering the words out loud. “I assumed over the years that something like that had happened. He was very dashing and good-looking; it was quite easy to overlook the facts. I will never regret having you, so don’t think about that for a minute. You brought so much joy into my life, losing you was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. All my children I had before and the ones who came after helped but I prayed to the moon every night to protect you. To keep you shadowed from those who hunted you.” Her eyes are bloodshot as she looks up at me. She is so beautiful even after crying. I feel terrible that she has had to deal with such burdens in her life. Without me, I imagin

Her stomach twisted. She had to regain control. She launched into her presentation, her voice a marvel of detached professionalism. She laid out her concept, “The Sky is the Limit,” complete with flawless graphics and financial projections. It was a brilliant performance, a testament to the woman she had become. A woman who could stand in a room with the man who had shattered her and still command the space.

For a moment, his eyes softened with melancholy and hesitation, a flicker of regret passing through them. I let out a dry laugh. "Go ahead, chase after her. I couldn’t care less."

"Serene, honestly, I find it hard to believe you. Perhaps I should pack up everything I own and relocate,all you talk about is Nelly.” "Diego! I saw the video of you checking in with her,”I cried out "I recently had a miscarriage, and you are having a great time sleeping out without realizing how hard it is for me to accept that I have lost our baby,” I continued “Since you believe in the media, you should probably go out my way, Nelly is the woman I never got to have if I,”I cutted him, “Why do you do this to me Diego, I love you for God's sake.”

SEBASTIAN How much time has passed since I last laid eyes on her? Five years. And how long has it been since I've been searching for her? Four years. It took me an entire year to realize I had made a grave mistake divorcing my wife. A year to come to terms with my true feelings for her. It wasn't until she left and I had spent an entire year without her that I recognized I had made a terrible mistake. I never should have let her go. Letting her leave remains my biggest regret.

My tone was steady, as though I were merely stating a fact. Silas’s face drained of all color. He knew, deep down, that it was his own doing—the trust he shattered with his own hands. He clutched my arm like a drowning man grasping for a lifeline. “We still have time. We have so much time ahead of us. Please…” I shook my head. “Silas, the marks of hurt never fade. When you refused to save Yael, when you accused and berated him without listening, it was already over. You made sure there wasn’t enough time for us.”