Make Her Regret Losing You Novels & Stories

Adrian gets up and starts leaving. He can feel the weight of her words echoing in his mind. The bitterness in her voice cuts deep. “People forget after committing mistakes, but they definitely get the fruits of their deeds; I see only regrets in your fate.” she screamed. He knows she's right. As Adrian walks away, he can't shake off the feeling of guilt and regret that now consumes him. He knows he has hurt her deeply, and the consequences of his actions are now staring him in the face. The harsh reality of his mistakes hits him like a ton of bricks, and he realizes that he may never be able to make things right again. The words of the woman he once loved haunt him as he walks away, knowing

She yelled suddenly, losing her grip on the door to stagger backwards unsteadily. She ran her hands vigorously through her hair, messing it up, "Derek loves me!" "He loves me so why would he..." Her voice grew weaker as her chest tightened even more until it became difficult to even breathe. "I..." Her lips parted but no words came out this time. Her vision blurred and a sob tore through her before she could stop it.Her shoulders shook hard as she wobbled to her knees. “He used me…” The words came out choked and her hands came up to her face but they couldn't stop the tears that rapidly began to fall down her cheeks.

“Things… from before. If we were truly granted a second life, like you believe, what if she…?” I clenched my jaw. The idea haunted me. The guilt was a rot I couldn’t scrub clean. If she did remember everything — the cruelty, the indifference, the betrayal — how could she ever love me again? “I have to earn her back,” I whispered, more to myself than anyone. Elvis cleared his throat. “Then start by looking into Freya. She’s been… unpredictable.” I nodded. It was time to start peeling back the layers of this rotten palace.

Nothing did. Regret clung to me like a shadow I couldn’t escape. Every memory replayed over and over again, each one sharper, more painful than the last. My desperation, my greed, my need to have what wasn’t mine, it had led me here. To this. To nothing. I had ruined her life and in doing so, I had destroyed my own beyond repair. There was no going back. There was no fixing this.

“Men can be so disappointing. I'm sorry for what happened to you. Maybe your husband-to-be wasn't the man destined for you. Don't let this break you. Your life and happiness are worth far more than this disappointment.” Someone must have told her what had happened. Then I read her next message. “Sometimes, the love of the man you cherish burns like a flame. But the closer you look, the more you realize that flame was built on nothing. You are too special to let this destroy you.” Her words encouraged me to focus on my own happiness. Without thinking twice, I dialed her number. “Rebecca, how are you doing right now?” My voice betrayed me. Anyone could tell I had been crying.

"So let me make this clear. The moment you chose Vera over me, I stopped loving you." What we'd had was gone, replaced by nothing but disappointment and pain. I thought I'd moved past it, but the wound was still aching underneath. "I was wrong. I'm sorry." He sank to the ground, his head in his hands as he sobbed. I sighed, walked over, and crouched down in front of him. "Rex, if you really understand what you did wrong, then stop making things worse. Let me die in peace. Nothing you're doing now changes anything for me."

"I'm busy. Get some rest. I'll come see you after work." Lea didn't respond. I figured she was deeply disappointed with my decision. I let out a rough sigh. Even so, I wanted to disappoint Anna even less. My phone vibrated again. A message from Lea. "You're a bastard, Dylan. Two months from now, if you're still dragging this out, you'll regret it." Regret what? Not marrying her? I ran my fingers through my hair, pushing it back, then leaned against the window behind me. Wasn't that all I'd wanted all this time?

He had left. It was over. The weight of regret crashed into her all at once, swift and merciless. Why had she fallen asleep? Why had she surrendered to exhaustion when she should have stayed awake? If she hadn’t closed her eyes, if she had fought it just a little longer, he would still be here. Now he was gone. Lost to her. Forever. She went numb for a moment, then the dam broke. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she cried inconsolably, her body shaking as though seized by a fit. She had lost everything. The one person that mattered the most to her now probably was.........

She boiled in rage, her face turning red. "Ryder, I said I want to speak with you alone." She muttered once again, this time, her voice clearly shaky, she was losing it, she was obviously losing her marriage. "Ow Ivy, I'm truly sorry you're feeling this way, I like you and I hope you like me back too, Ryder and I goes way back in time, I'm also part of your family, don't be shy, you can tell him whatever you want to discuss with your husband, I'm not one to intrude a husband and wife discussion."

“Don’t make me regret trusting you.” She kissed back, empty. Counting the seconds until she could put a real bullet in him.