It Is With Deep Regret Novelas e Histórias

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 sigh, folding my arms against my chest. "Gosh how do I say this?" He mutters quietly to himself, taking in a deep breath. "Emily, I'm sorry. I know things didn't turn out well between us but I assure you I regret everything and did and also I regret everything I said to you that day. I miss you... I miss us" He says with regret in his eyes. "There is no us Jace,never was and never will be" I tell him. "Yeah, I know you're still mad at me.." He pauses,

For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then Bethany sighed, as if tired, but her voice remained firm. “If you move back in, you will not have my support.” “I’m not asking for it,” I replied. Another pause followed my response them Bethany muttered a colder voice, “You will regret this.” I inhaled then voiced skowly, “Maybe, maybe not.” “And if you do,” she added, “don’t come crying to me.” “I’ve never come crying to you,” I replied flatly.

He shook his head, his voice low and unsteady. "No. I can't accept this. How can Jonathan do something like this? He saw how sad you were before. He saw what we went through. He saw it all, and he truly regretted it! So… How can he run back to Eleanor again? I can't accept that my child is an ungrateful little brat. I absolutely can't accept it!" Maria stared at him, genuinely startled at Richard, who looked like he was breaking down. She took a step closer.

I shot back, letting him know his words had no power over me. His expression shifted, and I could see the embarrassment creeping in. He opened his mouth as if about to speak but hesitated, shaking his head before turning to leave. His shoulders slumped in disappointment. Just as he reached the door, he turned back toward us, his eyes locking onto mine. “You’ll regret this, Alice, I promise,” he muttered, his voice loud and threatening, drawing the attention of everyone around us. “Just know that when he hurts you, don’t come back begging.” He spat before walking out, the door slamming behind him.

“I know but… Can’t we do this in secret?” “No.” Finality reverberated in the man’s voice. “These are Mr. Brighthall’s wishes. Anyone who offends him will end up like this.” ‘These are Mr. Brighthall’s wishes.’ ‘Anyone who offends him will end up like this.’ The man’s words echoed in Deirdre’s mind. All the pain and sorrow that could ever have sprung from deep within her chest surged forward. The boundless darkness that had recently enveloped her paled compared to the biting cold freezing her heart.

The servant led her back inside while he remained outside, his face tightened back into the same hard mask. "REGRET". The word whispered inside his mind. A bitter laugh caught in his chest. Not yet.

I said quietly. Then the moving service i called arrived and i started loading my life into boxes, ready to disappear into a city that didn’t know my name or my shame. Ready to become someone new, because the old Ivy was dead anyway.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Caleb's finger had been cut by the metal edge of the gift box, and blood was seeping out. But he seemed to feel no pain, just staring blankly at my ring. "Uncle… he treats you very well," Caleb murmured, his voice thick. "Cliff roses, pink diamond rings, moonstone necklaces…" "He gives you everything I couldn't." I was silent for a moment, not quite understanding the depth of his regret. "Caleb, you chose to refuse two years ago," I said calmly. "It's too late to regret it now." "I know," Caleb gave a wry smile. "I just wanted to prove that I could also…"