Make Her Regret Losing You Novels & Stories

"You were my daughter. I should have found a way through." "You tried for twelve years." "It wasn't enough." We sat with that for a moment. The tea was getting cold. "Tell me about the night you left," I said. She looked at the window. Then she said, "It was a Tuesday. You were at school. He had done something that morning, I will not go into the details, and I sat in the kitchen after you left for school and I understood for the first time that if I stayed one more year I would not be a person anymore. There would be a woman living in that house who looked like me and answered to my name but she would not be me." She paused. "I had been trying to save the marriage for your sake. That mornin

Zachary broke down as he rushed over, wailing, "That's my daughter. Griselda has been living like a beggar for her whole life. She didn't even get the chance to call me Dad. She was only eighteen and died such a gruesome death…" While everyone still focused on him, he punched himself in a show of guilt. "It was all my fault. I failed to recognize you and caused you to suffer for more than a decade. I'll accompany you in your death right now!" A few people surged forward quickly to stop him. Zachary cried till his knees went weak. He only managed to stand up after two burly men helped him up. My calmness made me look downright evil in the face of his devastation. "Daisy is heartless. She didn

“Tell me first Hester. Do not do anything you will regret.” Finally she looked at him, “I regret my time with you. I regret ever trusting you. I regret ever loving you. I regret my life. Now send them in or I shall open the doors myself.”

she muttered as she waited for the monsters to shred her to pieces before gobbling her whole. At that instant, her lover’s face appeared in her mind again and she smiled, a single tear making a clear track down her dirty and bloody cheeks from the corner of her eye. "I regret not going with you to Silver moon… only if I had gone with you all this would not have happen… aaah… I so regret not giving you the best and unforgettable night…. I should have been intimate with you that morning after we confessed our love… I should have given myself to you when we were both sober and free from the spell. Why… why!!! Had I known that it was going to be the last time…, I should've made love to you that

She was on the verge of losing to him, to falling into his charming trap. However, a pang of reality gripped her. The man in front of her was the man she could kill for. If erasing her presence from his life was the only way to ensure his safety, then she would gladly do it. She couldn't watch him suffer anymore. Suddenly, she pushed him away and stepped back, her eyes burning with adamance and determination. “Diego, please go. I don't wanna drag this further,” she said firmly, her expression cold. Then she abruptly averted her gaze, unable to look into his disappointed eyes. Her lips quivered, and it wouldn't be long before she broke down in tears. Her shoulders shuddered slightly, her desp

She picked up a pen and wrote beneath it: Whoever refuses to let go of it. Before bed, she stood by the window again. Somewhere out there were people just like she once was dismissed, discarded, told their value had expired. She wished she could tell them one thing. Not that it would get better. Not that love would return. But this: If they regret losing you, make sure it’s because the world is better with you in it without their permission. Serena turned off the light. The story was finished but theimpact wasn’t.

I saw a video of her crying in the car. “She hasn’t come after Meadow again. So let’s focus on destroying Matt for now.” I said coldly. I smiled. I would break Matt one step at a time. Next, I would attack his company. I would bet against his stock. When it falls, I will buy it very cheap and then I will fire him and all his friends. He will have no money left, I will make sure he begs on the street for ever thinking of coming for Meadow and Fiona. And after that, let’s see how he succeeds.

I say, as I try to hug her. "Don't say you're sorry! You're not sorry!" She shakes her head. “Trust me, you are going to regret this for the rest of your life."

She laughed and hanged up I know it's crazy, but I lost it I break down in tears of regret "What did I do to myself"

Regret, and the burning determination to win her back. Even if it was too late.