Make Him Regret Leaving You Novels & Stories

A series of my hatred collapsed with my newly build feelings that were very much comfortable than the pain I was feeling. I looked in his eyes. They were truthful and consuming. At this moment, I want to forget everything and get with him. I want to leave everything and touch him. At this moment, I am willing to lose my dignity. "Maybe there is something else that I will regret", I said. He gave me a questionable look and asked, "what?" "However, I wont regret it at the moment atleast", I repeated. "what are you....", he was speaking and I kissed him.

""Regret, huh! Did I hear you say regret? I guess you must be mad in the head. You will be the one to regret everything. For the first time in my life,you made me regret ever knowing you. You are deceiving yourself by thinking you can get me back like this. There's nothing you can do that can make me come back to you." He gritted his teeth, anger filling his voice.

he said, his voice cracking with regret. There was sincerity in his words, and it was clear he regretted his past choices. But I couldn’t bring myself to forgive him. I wouldn’t. It might be selfish of me not to understand him, but he had been even more selfish. If he could throw away our love for power, he was capable of anything. His reasons for leaving me were weak, and I havevmoved on. So I wiped my tears, determined not to waste any more tears on him. “You broke up with me and asked me to abort Liam so you could go to London, right? So go and live in the world of wealth you chose over I and Liam.”

His face was red, and I could see the rapid rise and fall of his chest. "I gave you a response, so leave! I don't want to be disgusted any further." Mike blew his cheeks, a cracked sigh slipping through those lips. The ones I kissed. The ones Lucy also kissed. My stomach fucking hurt. "And if I want to stay? If I want to do things right this time? What do I have to do to make it better?" There was enough desperation in his voice, but it didn't equal earnestness. "You can't make this right. Leave."

"I knew you must have remembered the previous life too. That's why you rejected me at the marking ceremony." "At first, I wanted to find you and ask — why would you leave me over things that hadn't happened yet?" A silence stretched between us. "But then I found the album. And I remembered what I'd done. I understood — it wasn't about the future. You left because you'd accumulated too much disappointment to stay." "I used to think I loved Bellis. But the moment you were gone, I realized how arrogant and blind I'd been. I chose to hold on to regret instead of the happiness I could have had within reach. So I lost you. That was my punishment."

“You don’t get to make that decision for me.” He stared at me for a long moment. Then his voice dropped. “You think I regret it?” “Do you?” “No.” His nostrils flared. “I regret not finishing.” That silenced me. He leaned in. “I regret not tying your legs apart and making you scream until your voice cracked. I regret not biting down and leaving more than just a mark. I regret stopping.” My mouth parted, but nothing came out. He moved past me without another word, the locker slamming shut behind him.

"Are you regretting it?" "Regretting what?" "Making this agreement." "Not really." I shook my head lightly, feeling a bit lost. "Originally, I agreed to it to make him give up sooner. But now I'm wondering, if I had clarified things with him earlier, would it have saved him some time?" "Please, he didn’t give up even when you were married."

“I made a mistake. A terrible mistake.” He turned back to her, his eyes softening. “I don’t know if you can hear me, but I want you to know that I regret it. Leaving your mother, leaving you—it was the worst thing I ever did. I don’t expect you to forgive me. I don’t even deserve it.” He swallowed hard, his throat tight. “But when I found out about you… when I saw your picture for the first time… I knew I couldn’t stay away. I had to see you, even if it was just like this.”

Once he pulled away from me, I could see the tears streaming down my face. “Why, why did you leave me that night?” I asked him, still clearly crying. “Because I honestly thought I was protecting you. You realize that if we ever decide to truly be together, then you would end up giving up your entire life, right? Everything you've ever known, everything you stand for as a Hunter, it would all be gone… I could never let you do that because of me. I thought by leaving you I could just stay gone. I planned to remove your memories and never come back. But I instantly regretted my choice. I couldn’t stay away. The bond is just too strong between us. But by then, I had already hurt you and now ever

Before I could spiral into the depth of questions, I managed to pull myself and poked his side. “Now you know how to joke, too.” I jested. He pinched my chin and made me look straight onto him. “I learned a lot of things whilst I was away from you. There were also things I realized and regretted as I grow into the man I’ve become. Believe me when I say that I’m no longer that same stupid guy who left you.” His last two words came out as if that pulled out memories he wanted to forget. My throat tightened. I knew my eyes reflected the same pain. I unconsciously clutched the hem of his polo and with a quivering voice asked: “T-Then why did you leave me?”