Is It Late To Say Sorry Novels & Stories

Mason laments. His words bring total clarity, revealing exactly where I went wrong. “I’m sorry too. I have no right to be mad when it was my mistake to ask this of you in the first place. I should have left a long time ago, gone someplace where no one cares if I live or die.”

"Jenna really needs that prayer. The last time I saw her, God, she was a complete mess. She wouldn't stop crying no matter how many times I told her sorry, it just…" I hit his arm hard, "Well, you don't do that." "Ow," he rubbed his arm. "What was that for?" "I don't know why people don't just get it yet." I ran a hand through my hair. "Saying 'I'm sorry' in no way eases the pain that someone is going through, all it does is exacerbate it. 'I'm sorry' is only just a reminder of the grief, a twist of the knife in the wound they're trying to make heal. Apologizing for the pain that you are not experiencing just doesn't make it right at all."

The truth of who I was and what I was capable of. “I’m sorry,” he said finally. This time he actually sounded like he meant it. “I really am.” I nodded, a single sharp movement. “Good. I hope you apologize to Emma, too.” We went inside together. Emma was waiting for us, looking anxious. I crouched in front of my daughter and smoothed her hair. “Bye, sweetie,” I said. “I’ll see you in a few days. Call me if you need me. Anytime.”

"I do know how to say sorry when I know I am wrong just that oftentimes, I am not wrong so I don't need to apologize." "Tish!" I rolled my eyes at him. "Am I forgiven?" I made a face at him and shook my head. "Too late. You had eight whole years to figure out what you did wrong and apologize but you didn't and now, it's just too late. No apology right now can fix my twenty-years old broken heart." I was joking but said it so seriously that he actually believed me. I couldn't stop myself from laughing out loud at his expression. He frowned when he realized I was teasing.

Chapter 1 - Who the hell owns these death devils? --- "Is it too late now to say sorry? Cause I'm missing more than just your body. Is it too late now to say sorry? Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah. Is it too late to say that I'm sorry now?" I sang completely off-tune to Justin Bieber’s song, tapping my foot on the floor of the car as my fingers tapped on the steering wheel.

I watch him take a seat in front of my desk with a stoic expression on my face while he looks contrite and devastated. "You have five minutes." I tell him. "Go straight to the point." "I'm sorry." His apology almost catches me off guard. "I'm sorry for everything I did to you, Gabe. I should have done better as your best friend... But, I didn't." "It's two months too late." I rumble. "Is there any reason for this apology?"

She finishes without knowing that all she needed to do was stick a knife through my heart and that would have hurt less than the words she just gave me. We are quiet while we stare at each other. The she says “ And I still don’t be and I’m sorry from you.” I wish an I’m sorry can fix all the wrong that I have done, but I say it anyway. “ I’m sorry.” She begins to walk away from me, and without turning around she says “ It’s too late Xavier. Sorry can’t erase years of pain, sadly sorry is just that. A word.” She finishes walking away.

With slightly furrowed brows, Chris continued, "That day when our parents met, it was my fault for causing you trouble. I'm really sorry. I originally planned to buy her a dress and send her back, but Faye kept badgering me, so I…" "It's fine. It's in the past and unimportant anymore." I interrupted him calmly. Wasn't it too late to apologize now? It was like someone plunged a knife deep into your heart and then left it there. After you struggled and finally found a way to save yourself, they just turned around and said they were sorry, that they meant to pull the knife out but just forgot. It was all too little, too late.

" I'm sorry, but I don't think that's true. I left home on time and I arrived here at the time we agreed on." " I'm not blaming you, but I'm just saying that I've been here waiting for you for a long time. " " I'm sorry that you had to wait, but I don't think it's fair to blame me for something that's not my fault." " I'm not blaming you, but I'm just saying that it's frustrating to be kept waiting." " I understand that, but I don't think it's fair to blame me for something that's not my fault. Maybe there was traffic or something that caused me to be a little late."

She seems surprised with my action. Nodding, “Yeah, I did, and Jen I am so sorry for how I treated you near the end of our relationship. You didn’t deserve any of that. I may not remember what bad influence I had that made me act out the way I did and that it was two years ago, but it’s never too late to say sorry is it?”