It's Too Late For Regret 소설 & 이야기

The music kept drifting in from the porch like nothing had happened at all. And I stood there, a man who had spent ten years training himself not to care what anyone else considered important, caught entirely on one thought. I was absolutely Annabelle had no regrets whatsoever and, inconveniently, neither did I.

“Just give me a chance to make it up to you.” I looked him in the eye and said, “Do you know what regret really is? It’s realizing you have permanently lost the chance to make things right. My father is gone. The best years of my life are gone. My health is gone. What could you possibly offer to make up for any of it?”

“People are just funny like that. They don’t know how to cherish what they have, and only regret it after they lose it. “But regret doesn’t change anything. He’s already gone abroad. The apartment has been sold too. From now on, there’s nothing left between you two!”

“Do not blame Carla for anything! If anyone should be blamed for our relationship, it should be me!” “For the fact that you’re my son, I’m going to tell you the honest truth, you’re going to have bigger regrets in the future. You’re going to see Carla for who she is and you’re going to see how much of a fool you are!” I moved closer to Alma and hugged her, maybe for the last time. “I know you don’t want this but this is what’s best for me. Please understand.”I disengaged from her and held her hands.”If you ever need to see me in the future, you just have to call. Thank you, Alma for being the mother I never had.”

He climbs slowly to his feet, grunting as he stretches out his back, before reaching down to pick up my plate. “Do you ever regret it?” I can’t help but ask, though I’m not even sure what I want to know. Regret life? Regret logging? He seems to understand what I mean though, as he smiles gently. “Nothing in life is ever worth regretting. You see, Lena, regret is like mold. You can scrub and scrub until it’s out of sight, but it always comes back if you let things get damp again. So, I try not to let life get damp.”

His shoulders sank further, his hands coming together again, fingers locking tightly this time. “I don’t even know where to start,” he added, his voice tightening. “After everything I did… what do I even say?” Zoe didn’t answer immediately. She watched him. The way his breathing changed, uneven now. The way his fingers pressed so hard against each other his knuckles had gone pale. “I regret it,” he said suddenly. The words came out quietly. “I regret everything.” His voice cracked slightly, and he turned his face away, like he didn’t want her to see it.

Father's name is too holy for his sinful self. Unconsciously, Ayden wiped Delisha's tears in the corners of her eyes. Ah, why should there be regrets in life? Or why do regrets always come late? The man swallowed his saliva roughly. He was also devastated by all of this, and he felt tormented by all the things that happened to him.

he said quietly. “After twenty-two hours of labor everyone does.” Tristan’s dark eyes flickered with a hint of wistfulness. “I wish you could have been there...if I’d known what I know today, I would have come to Vegas sooner. I’m sorry I took that away from you.” Tristan cupped my chin and I tensed because he looked like he was going to kiss me. “Regret over the past is wasted energy. We can’t change the past, no matter how much we want to do it.”

I wish I changed myself for the better and made amends to the people I have hurt. Too late for regrets. Wish I felt this sooner. Too late for guilt to consume me. I should’ve said sorry, sincerely. Too late for everything. I hoped for a second chance. I closed my eyes and waited for the impact. A loud crash can be heard from this place. It happened so soon.

He sounded like he was struggling for words as if his chest was so heavy and he was having a hard time speaking. If only he had said those words before, if only he had said he loves her before, things might have changed. She may never lose their child and they might not have a miserable life now. Their relationship might have saved and she might not leave. But it's too late now for his repentance. Things lose out of their hands and they can never bring back the past. It's too late now for guilt and regrets, a year way too late.