Make Him Regret Leaving You Novels & Stories

"That's why I will still stand by what I said then, Karla. You are an answered wish. It doesn't matter how fussy you think you are, I am determined to fall in love with every moment this time. So I have no regrets." No regrets. I wish I could live this past with that determination too. With the determination to fall in love with every single thing so I don't have regrets. But maybe it was because I had seen his corpse..maybe because I have laid in our matrimonial bed all alone...it was hard. Extremely hard. I shook the thought out of my head. "What do you mean no regrets? Are you planning on leaving me?" He broke into small laughter. "Of course not. Why would I plan on leaving you?"

"And also… that leaving me wasn’t a wise decision.” His words, so soft and gentle, sent a shiver of unease down my spine. It wasn’t a whim. It wasn’t just anger at my running away. This… this was calculated. He was doing this deliberately. He regretted the divorce. He was going back on his word. And he was going to make me pay for it.

Then I nod, folding my arms against my chest, shoving away the tremor I feel whenever he’s near. We walk, side by side not touchingly but close enough that I can feel the warmth of him. He walks slower than me, waiting, patient. Like he’s giving me time to catch up physically, emotionally. He doesn’t speak for a while then he stops. “I regret leaving,” he says abruptly. “I regret being stupid enough to walk away.” My pulse ricochets. My eyes brim with tears I don’t want to let out. He holds up a hand as if he’s about to reach for me but he doesn’t.

"I don't care. But make sure of one thing. Never regret your decisions right now. Because the way you're doing this might end up with something that will only hurt the both of us." Callum turned around. And left. Elise stood frozen in place. She watched her husband's back disappear down the hallway, then smiled bitterly. "Elise Voss," Elise whispered softly. "It seems I can finally accept that name now... after hearing it from you."

“If you really heard me, then why are you still showing up like this?” His eyes didn’t waver. His voice stayed low and steady. “These past ten days, I’ve been trying to convince myself to face the fact that we’re over. That I’ve lost you.” He paused. “Scarlett, I get it now. I won’t trap you with our past anymore. You’re free. You’ve got the right to choose your own path.” I blinked. His words caught me completely off guard. “So… you’re saying you’ll let go? You’re never gonna show up in front of me again?”

“So that’s your excuse for leaving? Because we might have mated, you’d rather run off and deal with whatever else was going on?” Regret shadows his face. “That’s not what I meant, Elena. I should have stayed, and I’m sorry. Between preparing for the attack and managing daily responsibilities, time feels nonexistent. But something urgent came up, and I had to leave quickly. I thought stepping away would keep you from feeling pressured into something you weren’t ready for.” I hesitate, my voice quieter now. “I wanted to be with you.” He scrubs a hand over his hair, clearly wrestling with his own guilt. “I was in a tough spot, and I made the wrong call.”

He gazes upon me softly, In that moment my world goes still and it feels like there’s only two of us under the vast sky. A tear rolls down my cheek and he wipes it off causing me to shudder, but I don’t push him away secretly enjoying it. Even though my face shows no hint of happiness, because my heart is heavy. “I didn’t realize it back then but what I did was truly fucked up, I should’ve never pushed you away.” He says sucking in a sharp breath, “I regret it so much now, if I could go back in time I wouldn’t make the same mistake again. Even if you choose to leave me after discovering the truth I’ll hold on to you with both my arms and legs, I won’t allow you to take a step away from me. I

she said which made him grin widely. "So am i forgiven now?" "how about your ex?" "she will stay in my past and will never have a space in my present and future! It'll only and always be you!" "I am not sure anymore Jace, what if there is something else or anything that will come, how can I make sure that you're not gonna leave me again like that?" "Baby I regret leaving you! All I'm asking now is another chance to prove to you that I can take care of you and your heart and that I will never or intentionally gonna hurt you again!" he said looking at her pleading.

He just looks at me with raw, open regret. “If you hadn’t run,” he repeats, his voice trembling, “things would have been different between us.” I feel dizzy. Like my whole body is no longer mine. “That isn’t fair,” I whisper. “You don’t get to say that to me now.” “Maybe not.” He rakes a hand through his hair. “But it’s the truth Yubi.” Anger and pain crash through me, tangled so tightly I can’t separate them. “You don’t get to blame me for leaving,” I say, voice shaking. “You pushed me away. You made me feel like I meant nothing to you”

He was silent long enough that I wondered if the system would reject the attempt. Then he spoke. “I regret,” he said, voice low, “that I left her to the Game.” Static crawled over the surface of the Gate, distorting his words, warping them. I had to strain to pick out pieces. “…thought I could outplay it…” crackle “…walked away when I should have burned with her…” Hiss “…should have died with her…” Her. It wasn’t me. Of course, it wasn’t me. This regret was older, deeper, carved into him long before my name ever touched his tongue.