Impulsive Breakup Regret Novels & Stories

I have always been strong and able to handle anything, so it makes no sense that now of all times, is when I crumble. “Because you lost two years of your life and your marriage without knowing you didn’t have to…. Two years of everything…. because of misunderstandings. I think you’re grieving the loss now you know you made choices that weren’t based on fact. Maybe regret….remorse… what you lost. Who knows? And you haven't dealt with anything related to your family and what happened, the deeper relationships,….all of you sort of glossed over the past because you were all wrapped up in the happiness of getting back together. Of them finding you again. All of you. I think you have so much you

I frowned, but then, I heard Lucas begging in a shaky voice, “I know I misunderstood you. I shouldn’t have said those things about regretting being with you. “You’ve done so much for me. How could you just stop loving me? I was wrong. Can you forgive me? Can we get back together? “You said we had a little boy, right? You’ve always wanted a child with me. Let’s have another one, please. I’m begging you—” I interrupted him coldly. “Let me make this clear. The moment I closed my eyes, I stopped loving you. “I already have a husband and a son. I don’t want anyone disrupting our happiness. “My biggest regret in my past life was marrying you and having your child. I hope you never contact me again

She collected her documents and started walking out of the school. "Josalina... what happened? Please tell me... have I done anything wrong?", Stephan kept pleeding. Josalina had tears in her eyes and she couldn't hold them for long. The picture of her dead parents kept bothering her. She started running but Stephan held her hand and pulled her closer. He moved his head to kiss her but Josalina pushed him away. She slapped Stephan and roared at him, "Who do you think you are huh? Loving you is a crime and I am not going to repeat it. I announce our breakup and now leave me alone", Josalina said.

I’m not sure if I’ll forgive him but I definitely want him to explain everything to me. But no. I wait anxiously for a long time. No one showed up at my door. Maybe he’s done with me. Or maybe he simply doesn’t give a fuck of how I feel. Sadness and angry surge up in me as I take out my phone and text him. [Maybe we should take a break.] [This is too much.] I click “send” spur of the moment and immediately regret it. It’s stupid to break up over something like this since we’ve overcome so much together.

Bryce lowered his eyes faintly, his curled eyelashes blocked the deep emotion in his eyes. He stared at my slender neck, and for a moment, he wished he could break my neck. This woman made his life a joke. "I only trust my eyes!" He said firmly. I looked away in embarrassment, as if a big hole had been dug in my heart. If I hadn't gone to the class reunion that day and hadn't drank that glass of wine... I wouldn't have ended up like this. But if it's just if, the thing has already happened, no matter how many times I regret it, it won't help.

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.

"You're threatening to leave me over this?" "I'm not threatening anything. I'm stating what I need: a partner who's present, who's not living in the past, who can move forward instead of constantly looking backward at what he's lost." Her expression was sad now, disappointed. "And right now, Thomas, you're not that person." She left before I could respond, her heels clicking on the marble floor as she walked out of my house, out of the destruction I'd created, possibly out of my life. I stood in the middle of my wrecked living room, bleeding hand throbbing, expensive scotch warming in my grip, and felt something crack inside me.

After I finished speaking, I took my parents' hands and turned to leave. Just then, behind me came a sharp slap, followed by an angry shout. "You're such a disgrace!" … Things seemed to have settled after I broke off the engagement, but I knew it was far from over. As long as Cooper Group needed help from Weber Group, Gideon and Erin would never agree to the annulment, and they certainly wouldn't accept Jenna marrying a foreigner. In my last life, it was because of this pressure that Jenna eventually gave in. Plus, Erin knew how much I cared for Jenna, so she constantly persuaded me.

She pulled her hand free from his grip with a firm, quiet motion. "Henry, a broken mirror never amends, and neither does love." Her voice remained calm, but every word carried the full weight of everything she had lived through and survived. "Reconciliation is just a pretty lie. Maybe if we'd met another way, we'd have been happy. Let me go. Don't make me hate you."

"We're not broken up. We were never together. There's no breakup." He smiled. Slow. Patient. The same patience she could see in the way he drove, the way he'd held that last slide a half-beat longer than instinct dictated. "You keep finding ways to talk about us in the past tense, and we haven't even gotten to the present tense yet." Dani opened her mouth to tell him off, and that was when the small bell above the front door rang again, and she heard Jess's unmistakable laugh from the front of the shop.