Novel & Cerita It's Too Late To Apologize

I looked at him in helplessness. I was guilty. I knew I made a mistake, but how can I make him see it? I can’t go back in time and change anything. It was too late for that. All I can do is apologize and tell him that I wouldn’t do something like this again. “Enzo, I told you I’m sorry. It was my mistake. I should have listened to you.”

Those were her words. The words that stabbed me like a poisonous dagger straight to my heart. Everyone else seemed too concerned about Megan; they didn't seem to realize that just like her, I was in a lot of pain. There isn't a single night I don't regret making the wrong choice back then. Everyday I pray that I might be given a chance to apologize to her. I know that a simple apology cannot change anything, especially not what I did to her,but that has never stopped me from hoping. It's like life has given me another chance to make up for past mistakes but just as Red said, it's too late.

And then his lips parted. “I’m sorry.” His words settled in the depths of my stomach. Never did I imagine he’d say those words to me. “I never got the chance to make it up to you, but I’m sorry for what happened." He added. "It was seven years ago, Elijah." I tried to push him away but his weight pressed into me. “I've moved on. You don't need to apologize." If it were seven years ago, an apology may have changed things but not now. Not anymore.

"You're okay. The baby's okay." "Thanks to you." I moved closer to the bed. "You saved us, Sienna. You took a bullet meant for me." "I'm so sorry." The words burst from her. "I'm so, so sorry. For everything. For the affair. For helping Damien. For not seeing what he was sooner. For—" "Stop." I sat in the chair beside her bed. "You don't need to apologize anymore. You've more than made up for it. You risked your life. You—"

“I didn’t know what came over me. I would take it all back if I could.” Her apology seemed sincere but I wasn’t fazed by it. An apology wasn’t going to fix anything. Everything she did was unforgivable. And if she didn’t get caught, she wouldn’t have apologized to me. It was too late to even apologize. She had caused a lot of damage already. I didn’t know what to reply to her, so I just remained silent.

Suddenly leaping up beside me, she let herself drop in my arms as if they were her ultimate home and forced out the next line with all the might she had. But I'm afraid * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Taking over from there, I shook my head firmly all along and sang out as we continued to dance away. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's too late to apologize It's too late I said it's too late to apologize It's too late * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“Apologize? Why? What for?” “For all the injustices you faced because of me. The ones I didn’t know about. I shouldn’t have taken sides easily.” Anna clenched her fists, emotions threatening to spill over. “What difference will that make? I already suffered.” A hard lump stuck in her throat as she went down the memory lane. “I have gone through the pain. I felt what I felt. Will that bring back the three years I have wasted? Will it erase those nights I sent crying alone?” Tears prickled her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She was done crying. “All I’m trying to say is that you are a tad too late. Your apology isn’t useful to me anymore.”

Serena pretended he was invisible and walked past him to get into her building. "Serena." Justin stopped her. The low timbre of his voice cut through the silence of the night as he added, "I'm sorry." "What do you mean, Mr. Farrow?" Serena asked coolly. "I'm sorry for what happened before. I shouldn't have brought you to see Wilson. I was impulsive and reckless… I'm sorry." "Save it, Mr. Farrow. I do not accept your apology," Serena countered. What was the point of his apology when the damage was already done? It was too little, too late. "Move. I'm going home."

"Some balls you've got. Showing up here to ask for my granddaughter after all the shits you've put her through." Tobias frowned. "I'm aware of my wrongdoing, I'm sorry and I've genuinely been trying to apologize-" "No one cares about your apology," Elvis interrupted him. "Those things happened in the past, the suffering she went through was in the past, you could have apologized for your wrongdoing in the past but you didn't, now, it's too late and you have no right, whatsoever, in asking for her, ever. I'm not repeating myself." Saying this, Elvis pointed towards the exit. "Now get out."

“At the cost of my own peace. At the cost of feeling like I ever truly had a father.” The pain in Mr. Williams’ eyes was unmistakable. “I was wrong, Adrian.” He took another step closer. “I should have protected you. I should have stood by you. And for that, I am truly sorry.” Adrian looked away, his emotions warring inside him. He had waited years for this. And yet, now that it was happening, he didn’t know how to respond. Finally, he exhaled sharply and nodded. “It’s too late to change the past, but… I appreciate the apology.”