Novel & Cerita Make Them Regret It

Her face was burning, and her lips were trembling. “So what if I did all that? What if I did everything I could to bear you a child?” she retorted, her voice shaking from the effort even as she lowered her volume. “That was all in the past. That was three years ago! I’ve been punished for it for so many years! Isn’t it enough? Aren’t I allowed to regret it all?” “Regret?!” Brendan’s eyes were mired with desolation. “How dare you regret any of that!?”

"We want to win back the Madiles with our sincerity." What a clever tactic of feigned submission. They were trying to use a high-sounding statement to package, dilute, and ultimately dissolve everyone's responsibility. Then, they cleverly passed the buck back to me, hoping to reclaim their $30,000 unscathed. They thought that there was safety in numbers? That they could force me to compromise to solve the issue? Dream on!

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. Boston, USA Regret is a strong emotion, so strong that it has the capacity to keep you trapped in the past forever. When a bout of regret strikes you, it cripples you from within. Like creepy insects crawling under your skin. Your own brain paralyzes you into submission and you are stuck in an era bygone, stuck in the loop of “what could have been”. It was a cool evening and the setting sun was beautifying the sky as if it was a Van Gogh masterpiece. A blood red Maybach is cruising along a deserted stretch of the highway overlooking lush green countryside. An enigmatic sight, a beautiful mechanic beast cruising

"You're just wasting your time, Jake! I'm never going back to you!" "You're right!" He laughs bitterly, his face glowing which sends more irritation to her. "You're married, I get that. Just let me do this until I get over us-- which I won't because I know I wasted us." It's always in the end that makes you regret everything. But even the feeling of regret doesn't stay that long. It feels like that until you accept it and it becomes a life lesson. Well, she just needs to keep pushing this man away.

he says gruffly. “It’s called expressing your emotions. Since you only seem to be familiar with anger or lust, allow me to introduce you to sadness. You’d need a heart to feel that, so I don’t expect you to understand.” “Remember, this was your deal. Too late for regrets.” I glare up at him as fiercely as I can manage. “It's never too late to regret something. That's the definition of regret—changing your mind when it's too late!” “Don't get cute with me. And don't even think about running away. I will catch you.”

They are no longer children that need to still have fun and enjoy life – they already have a life and the only thing that they need to do is to act maturely and make sure that the life that they have acquired is a life that is well spent and that they are not making decisions that they are still going to regret later on just like the decisions that they have made in the past. Although I didn’t regret a single thing that happened, I am more than certain as well that it is not the same case for these four. I know that at some point there are things that they have regretted doing and that they thought if only they could turn back time, then more or less, they have already done to change what ha

The mattress creaked. They didn't hug. They didn't cry. They just sat there, side by side, breathing the same air, staring at the same window. "I'm sorry," Simone whispered. "For everything. For the drugs. For the stealing. For disappearing. For not being there when Mom died." "I know." "I'm going to be a better person. I'm going to be a better sister. I promise." Chloe took her hand. "Then show me. Not with words. With actions. One day at a time."

I didn’t want to make her cry. « We don’t have to blame each other. I got it all back. All the memories from my past life, » she lingered on the last sentence then kept writing, « I won’t make the same mistakes and… let’s fall in love all over again but if you regret it then let’s say goodbye before things get complicated. » « I never say goodbye. That is how it always is. »

"Are you sure? What if you regret it later?" "Regret?" The word made me laugh. Not a joyful laugh—just a hollow one. "I’ve had enough regrets. I regretted being born into that family. I regretted being born human in a world filled with werewolves. I regretted meeting Alessandro. How many more regrets can I possibly carry?"

"Aurora! I told Damian I wanted to apologize, and I can't believe he brought you here. I know I was wrong that day. Will you forgive me?" I looked at Damian, but he just kept flipping through the auction catalog in silence. So that was the real reason for this trip. So Clara could apologize. The whole “clearing my head” excuse had just been a cover. I felt empty inside, as if something inside me had been hollowed out, but I didn't even have any tears left to cry. Clara reached for my hand, her eyes full of regret. "I really didn't mean to hurt you. I was just so excited. After being away so long, it's nice seeing everyone again, and I can't help but feel happy about it."