Novel & Cerita If You Dare To Long For Regret

"Sincere Lisha ... Do you want Cheryl to continue to cry there?" "No! My child is at home, and I want to go home." Delisha shook her head. And when she looked at the white chest, she still couldn't believe her common sense or her insane sense. Cheryl's gone, forever, and won't come back. They will go their separate ways. And the thing that everyone regrets the most is separation. Suppose the word forgiveness has not been tucked into each parting or the strands of love that lead to each departure. And Delisha regretted this, and she had not had time to apologize and explain why she was so indifferent to Cheryl, how she loved her with all her heart. Whatever, she will do it for Cheryl. The gir

To let them believe I have repeated history. Taking a deep breath,I kick open the back window. And look at the burning room one last time. "I hope regret kills them slowly, because trust me when I say" "The most hurting pains are the ones where you can't beg for forgiveness" "Where you cannot see them ,you cannot feel them" "But can only yearn for them. Can only burn in regret" Jumping from the window,I roll over to land on the grass below. Taking a sprint from this place. A big blast echoes in the silent forest and I hear screams following.

Looking back now, I was incredibly stupid. He said he disliked music festivals, but he still went to Coachella with Maddie, holding that pink cotton candy! Look. What emotional avoidance? He was just avoiding me. "Today is our fifth wedding anniversary. Three days ago, you handed me two Coachella VIP wristbands, saying you'd go with me today. Today, I waited for you outside the VIP entrance for two hours and called you 27 times, but you still didn't come." Jules' expression froze. "I was too busy at work today and forgot. I'll go with you next time."

He did not dare look at me or at Alice. "Kill me, Lucia." He lifted his head, his eyes hollow and his face expressionless. "Dying by your hand would be my best ending." I shook my head, stood up, and smoothed down my gown. "I won't kill you. You once vowed in church that you would never let blood stain my hands. I hope those words will haunt you for the rest of your life." I turned to leave, showing him my resolute back. "Spend the rest of your life rotting in regret and pain. That brings me far more satisfaction than your death ever could."

My voice cracked. "God, I miss you so much." I shut my eyes. "I thought losing you would get easier." It didn't. Every day somehow hurt more than the last. The room remained silent. No answer. No forgiveness. No miracle. Just regret and loneliness…

DANIEL Do you know what is the worst feeling out there? It is regret! Because It never leaves you. It surreptitiously but effectively keeps hollowing you out from the inside destructing your confidence and belief in the process. It doesn't feel like a sudden sharp stab but feels as if someone is slashing your heart piece by piece. You know what is the worse thing about it? you can't point fingers at others for feeling like this because Regret breeds from your own actions. It leaves you vulnerable and helpless. And what makes it even more dangerous is the fact that there is no salvation from it. No way out. IT STAYS FOREVER. Forever at your service to crumple your soul like a piece of paper.

“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—”

“Ma'am, what's the issue? There’s no time if we must save his life.” His words rang in my heart, the pain I had harbored for so long surging afresh, like a wound reopening. I felt the urge to let him die. But I couldn’t. Something inside me stirred as I watched his lifeless, innocent body staring back at me. My heart wept. A lone tear slipped from my eye, and I quickly wiped it away, fixing my gaze instead in the opposite direction. Torn between my desires and my passion, my heart betraying my thoughts.

The couch wasn't particularly big so he took up almost half of the couch. "Look, I know everything I've done to you is unforgivable but I beg of you. You don't need to forguve me, just give me a chance to try and make up for my mistakes. I now realize no good Alpha treats anyone like that, especially when that person is in your pack" he said, staring at me. I didn't say anything, fearing I'd start crying if I said a word. "I can wait, Athena, however long it'll take for me to earn your forgiveness. I'll work for it. I'll do anything you ask me. Please, just give me a chance. Let me earn your forgiveness."

"Alex doesn’t know about this yet, so don’t say anything to him, okay?" Ivory nodded. "I promise, I'll not mention this in front of him." "Thanks," Eric gave her a look which Ivory couldn't find a name yet, "When you love someone, don’t waste time Ivory, don’t let your pride or fear stop you. When it’s too late, no amount of regret will bring them back, I wasted time, maybe if I was quicker, I might've got more time to spend with her rather than crying for her, atleast I got six months to be with her now, though it'll be a lifelong regret later, do you want to regret too?"