Post Breakup Regret Novels & Stories

I answered, my voice just as firm as his. "Yes, but you also might not lose anything." "You can't be sure about that." "Just as you can't be sure that you will lose everything." Shawn's eyes became soft, and so was his voice. "There are a lot of things that we can't be sure of, Shawn. But there's one thing I am sure of that you'll feel if you let this go, and that is regret. You will definitely regret it if you don't do anything to fix what Shawn and you have. And I am telling you now, that regret won't be easy to dissipate. It will be with you for the rest of your life. Can you live all your life filled with regret?"

“Yes, mom really loves her. The sermon I received from her was terrifying and the slapped I received wasn’t just husband and wife, it’s a clan after I confessed what the reason why we broke up is.” He chuckled. “Because you’re a jerk who let her slipped away, what really is missing that time was the wedding then you’ll do that.” “I know, that’s what I regret the most.” “But too late for you, she doesn’t believe any man anymore.” I crooked my forehead and looked at him. He’s leaning on the chair he sits on then looked at the ceiling. “What do you mean?”

Jace asked again. Maybe he didn't catch it the first time. I looked at him, the face I'd admired for ten years, and gave my final answer. "Yeah, Jace, I'm breaking up with you. From now on, we're done. We'll marry other people and have nothing to do with each other." He let out a bitter laugh. "Fine, you said it. Don't regret it." 'Regret?!' This was the second time he'd mentioned it. I had no idea how he could be so confident to say something like that.

"It's over. The best for both of us is to move on. You can't fix what is broken." A couple of hours later, we both can barely walk. So I decide to make my way back home. I drop down on my couch, and I take my phone out. Nothing. No text. No call. Nothing. So I decided to text her instead. "Trinity. I think we both made a big mistake by letting our feelings get involved. We were not thinking clearly; I was not thinking clearly. Whether we both really meant it or not, we will never know. How much of it was right, I don't know. What is real is the pain. The heartache is real too. But most of all, the regret, that is definitely real. I chose to walk the path with you, but I did not sign up for g

I had affairs. My eyes shut, and my hand tightened my grip around the glass. “I regret it…” I muttered under my breath.But regret doesn’t change anything. It doesn’t undo the damage. It doesn’t bring her back. And now, It’s too late. Or maybe...Maybe it had to happen this way. Maybe I had to lose her to understand just how much she meant to me. Because if she hadn’t walked away would I have realized it? Would I have stopped? Or would I have kept going, thinking she would never leave?

A bitter laugh slips out. “You’re serious?” “I don’t have time to joke.” “No, you don’t,” I agree. “So let’s not pretend this is something it’s not.” “And what is it?” he asks. “You trying to fix something you already broke.” The words land. I see it. That flicker again. Regret. It doesn’t change anything. “You think I don’t know that?” he says quietly. “I think you didn’t care when it mattered.” “I cared too much,” he snaps.

"I can get an abortion. Can't you give me one more chance?" "Remember why we broke up. You were the one who didn't know how to respect boundaries." My voice turned cold. "You sure have the audacity, saying all of this. Looks like you still haven't learned your lesson." "Grayson…" Her voice broke. "I really regret it. I regret forcing you to agree to settle things back then." "Valerie, what's done is done." I sighed. "We both need to move on." "Grayson, are you really that cruel?" Her crying gradually subsided. "I understand. I'll live my life well."

Tara snapped. Lucas rubbed at his temple, “I’m sorry,” Tara started shedding tears, her voice breaking. “Did you even love me? Lucas…it’s been 5years since that lady died! Why aren’t you over her yet?” Guilt crept into Lucas head, he let out a guilt sigh pulling Tara into a warm hug. “I’m sorry for breaking your heart..I let my emotions got best out of me…it won’t happen again,” Lucas whispered to her. Tara smirked, ‘This tears works all the time. Elena is gone for good!’ She thought in her head, adding a weird smile.

If she was already burning bridges, then she might as well burn this one completely. Lifting her chin, she spoke calmly. “I’m not doing that.” Marcus stilled. His brows drew together, as if he hadn’t heard her properly. “What?” he asked. “I’m not apologizing to Evander,” she repeated, her voice steady despite the storm in her chest. “And I’m not taking back my decision to divorce him.” She held his gaze. “Whether the company goes bankrupt or not… I’m divorcing Evander Hale.” For a moment, her father simply stared at her.

"You were the only one who saw something in me. Who pushed me to be better." Seth's jaw clenched, but he remained silent. "You didn't just give me a job," Paige continued, tears falling freely now. "You gave me confidence. Purpose. Made me believe I could actually make something of myself. And I threw all of that away because I was too weak and scared to stand up to him." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "I don't expect forgiveness. I just... I needed you to know that failing you is my biggest regret. Not because of the job or the company, but because you're one of the few people in this world I truly respect."