Novel & Cerita One Night Of Regret

Alex looked down at his cuffed hands and exhaled shakily. “The only thing I regret,” he said, “is watching you walk away from me. I regret not chasing after you that night. I regret not listening when you cried. When you were sick. I regret not choosing you… when all you ever did was choose me. I regret failing you, failing our marriage, failing everything we could have been.” His voice cracked faintly at the edges. “That is my regret. The only one.” Amara’s breath stilled. For a second, just one brief second, the sincerity in his voice hit her. Hard. She hadn’t expected it.

A shiver worked down my spine as thoughts of Zach and his new lover, Mandy once again took center stage in my mind. I shook my head to dispel the unwanted, unhappy thoughts. “Believe it or not, I’m not used to any of this. I certainly wouldn’t…” I trailed off, dragging in a much-needed deep breath. “Last night was fueled by alcohol. And that bad decision is something I don’t have the luxury of making a second time. It was one night, and it was a good one. Let’s leave it at that.” His face closed off in that instant, leaving me with instant regret for the words I just uttered.

A man who had been gentle and had taken care and had wanted to be the person she could thank. Regret arrived like a tide, not cruel, just inevitable. It rolled over her, salt in the back of her throat. She did not move quickly; she did not make a sound that would wound him more than the truth would. She turned onto her side, away from him, and let the sheets whisper their small betrayals. “Good night,” he murmured, drowsy, content, the way men are when they believe the story they told themselves about the day ended well.

“You know nothing, Ahvi. You don't understand how much I loved him, how much you ruined everything because of a mistake I made that night. A one-night stand I could have avoided,” Like arrows, the words pierce right through my heart and cause it to bleed. It has been several years. The last time I was branded a mistake and the result of a one-night encounter she could have prevented was when I was twelve. As pearls of tears flow down my face to the floor, I realize I have forgotten I was supposed to be used to it. The anguish in my chest has been replaced with a wave of rage coursing through my veins. My eyes are full of tears and anger and hers full of regret and cruelty. “It's not my fault

He announces, and I gulp down another drink before giving him a go ahead. "Okay, why were you so careless that night?" He doesn't have to say it all before I know the night he's talking about. "I don't know. I wanted to be free from the constant pain for once, I think. " "Why did you regret it then if you wanted to be free all along. " "Because it wasn't meant to happen. I wanted to be free from the constant pain, I didn't want to be a one night whore to a stranger. "

I regret that my marriage has gotten to this awful point. I regret that I had a one-night stand. I regret that I ever met Eli. As we drive back to the pack house, I’m just filled with regret and guilt about the past five years. Mostly, I regret not listening to that little voice inside my head that told me what Eli was doing.

Maybe, it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the weight of everything crashing down on me but when his fingers brushed against mine, the pain I felt earlier numbed and all I felt was butterflies. The man, I'll call him black shirt, drew me closer and murmured behind my ears. “One night, no names.” My heart pounded in my chest. This was stupid. It was reckless but… When we pulled away and I stared into his eyes, I told myself for once in my life I wanted to feel something other than pain. I nodded and told him to take me somewhere away from the noise and he did. ***** I've heard Alpha King Logan mention something about “Regret comes in the morning” when he was advising Mira. Like her, I thought

“Stopped what exactly? “Stopped visiting, calling, texting, checking up on me and my family. Why? Why did you stop? “So, this is why you called? “After that night, you stopped everything. Tell me why? To “That’s because I regret that night. You remind me of that night” “Regret it? Why? “That night is a huge mistake. It shouldn’t have happened. I couldn’t believe that we made out. I regret every moment of that night. It’s such a disgusting moment”

The pages were filled with my old foolish words. [Helped him sort his ledgers today, and he said my handwriting was clear. I was happy all night.] [He wore the shirt I gave him. Maybe he feels differently about me?] By contrast, his actions were despicable. “I know I was wrong.” Vincenzo’s voice was raw and hoarse. “I know. I just want to make it right and start over. Can I?” “No.” Leonardo’s refusal was absolute. “Some harm, once done, can never be undone. Your regret is just a burden to Ella.”