It Is With Deep Regret Novels & Stories

It wasn't the voice of a guilty husband; it was the snarl of a cornered predator. Niana turned slowly. Her tears had already dried, leaving salty, stinging trails on her cheeks. Her gaze was hollow and dead, as if her soul had already departed from her body. "You left something behind, Sean. Or should I call it... The X Baby?" A deathly silence enveloped the room for several seconds. Sean didn't show a single trace of regret. Instead, he strode across the room, reached the vanity, and slammed the laptop shut with a rough thud.

Henry shouted, "No! Yelena, I will never divorce you! And the child—why did you never tell me about it?" His voice trembled as he spoke. He was probably regretting it, but what was the use of regret? We could never go back. No matter how hard he tried, it was over. "I will never agree to a divorce!" Henry insisted. "Don't joke with me. This isn't funny at all." So, he thought I was joking.

Not our divorce. His regret.

“Mom, I'm so lost and heartbroken without you; it's unfair that he took you away, and I'm reliving that pain.” “I deeply regret that our time together ended prematurely, and I apologize for abandoning you and your brother to endure the suffering that followed your father's decision to sell you. Overwhelmed and suffering, I ended my life; a cowardly act I deeply regret. I hope you can forgive me someday.” “Mom, it's understandable you're hurt; I've missed you so much and want you here with me.”

It was just four words. “You will regret this!”

"Say it or you'll regret it!" ***

"I'm sorry, Walter, I'm really sorry. If I can choose, I would really like to love you recklessly. You are a good man, a really good man. The biggest regret of my life is that I can't be with you. I am not worthy of you, I failed your trust and love. I can feel that you like me. Although it is very likely not love, but for someone like me, it was precious. I am dying... I really don't want to leave you, I really don't want to leave the world..."

, she said in a faint, croaky voice. "Hey Vee, are you alright?" She didn't sound so good. "I'm fine, just a little cold, why are you calling?" "I….ah…I just want to apologize ", I said in a strained voice. "For just leaving like that" "It's alright, I guess you regret doing that, it shouldn't have happened" Regret? I didn't regret doing that. "I don't regret doing that Vee, I just didn't want to start what would be over in four months' time, you'll be hurt"

Another exaggerated deep breath. Though I’m thinking this one is real. He does look like he is about to pass out. “Please bring me down! I’m so sorry for leaving you without a word! I was a dumb dick and I regret it. I promise I have regretted it since then. Please, save me.”

My hands went cold. “You’re sorry?” My voice was sharp, louder than I expected. Heads turned for a second, but I didn’t care. “Yes,” he said, nodding quickly. “I can’t change it, I can’t undo any of it, but… I regret it. I regret not stopping them. I regret not speaking up when I should have. I regret being weak.” I stared at him, heat rising in my chest. “Weak? That’s your excuse? That you were weak?”