It Is With Deep Regret Novels & Stories

Yara. " I regret it, Isa." His voice was low, barely above a whisper as he confessed, and I paused in my tracks, a mixture of annoyance and something else, maybe pity, contouring my face. I just couldn't name it, let alone admit it. " I regret cutting ties with you all. I regret my impulsive behaviour. " He went, and this time I turned to face him. " I am happy, I mean, but..." He hesitated, like he couldn't find the right words.

I chuckled softly before my expression turned serious again. “I just want you to know that I do not regret what has happened between us. I will never regret it. It’s unfortunate people do not understand what we feel for each other. Society doesn’t care and would never bend for anyone. I know this will take a great toll on your business, and that is the last thing I want, so I am stepping back.”

“You’ll regret this.” I watched her walk back into Dean Martins office, wiping her eyes hurriedly as she did. I already regretted it.

I explained rapidly, my voice cracking as I leaned against a nearby lamppost to steady my shaky legs. ​"Wait, slow down for a second because this is a massive accusation, and you are talking about a child dying and a potential hospital swap, so who exactly has this little girl right now?" Joel asked, his tone shifting from disbelief to pure professional seriousness as he heard the panic in my voice.

I shrug at him and look up to meet his eyes. “The way you treated me; your reasons don’t make sense. You were so harsh, so cruel.” I say bitterly and he nods. “I have no good reasons. Just know I regretted my actions long before you became my mate.”

“ I thought that I would let you be and keep to myself but I realise now that it was a mistake. I should have confronted you about the welcome party you threw for her when you said you were going to attend a gala. I was an idiot for believing whatever you say. In a sense, this is my fault. I didn't even mention that I wasn't feeling well and I missed my parents. In case you forgot, my parents died. They have been gone for a long time and this is where they are buried. That is why I came here to visit them. I'm not some crazy stalker like you think but yeah, you can think whatever. I don't care anymore. You can continue taking care of Anna. She matters more to you than I do.” I lost my compos

Regret washes over his face, etching lines of sorrow and remorse. "You're right, Nora. You were never meant to be caught in the crossfire of our rivalry," Jay admits, his voice filled with regret. "I should have protected you, shielded you from the pain and the choices that were forced upon you." Nora gazes at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and longing. The regret in Jay's expression mirrors the tumultuous emotions swirling within her own heart. "I never wanted any of this," Nora whispers, her voice barely audible. "I never wanted to be a pawn in your family's feud. I just wanted to live my own life, make my own choices."

I said it with a heavy heart as I stared at his horrible position. "It's normal for living beings to die... But she's my fucking woman!!! Why would she have to die?" He screamed, earning a look of pity from me. His tears fall like silent raindrops, each one a testament to the agony that grips his soul. Memories of her linger like a haunting melody, each note a piercing reminder of what once was. The weight of his regret is a heavy burden, crushing his spirit with each passing moment. I hope he will get through this hard time.

“That wasn’t a good excuse. I shouldn’t have let my emotions get the best of me, especially with what you were going through.” I nodded. “Yes.” “But I want you to know that I’m genuinely sorry and I hope that things can go back to the way they used to be.” A low breath escaped my lips. What did he mean by that?

Replaced by dark hatred. “I regret ever agreeing to meet with you. That date is one of the biggest mistakes of my life. I regret suggesting this stupid arrangement. I regret letting you into my life. Into her life. I thought I'd prolong her life some more if she saw me living the life she wanted for me but…” he let out a murky chuckle; void of life and anything tender.