Regret Came Too Late Novels & Stories

Just a strange, quiet stillness. I thought maybe her regret was real. Maybe she truly suffered. But so what? She and I were nothing to each other now. The thread had been cut. The bridge had been burned. The man she was crying over didn't exist anymore. I closed the browser, locked the phone and put it in my drawer. Then I went back to the workbench, where Callie was waiting with a crooked wooden bridge that kept falling over. "Mr. Clark, look! The bridge is going to fall!"

"I know you never listen to anyone, so I'm not going to bother talking you out of it." Lucy lounged back on the couch in a relaxed posture as she spoke to John. "I just hope you'll think this through. If Sierra and Tommy walk away over this and never look back, are you going to regret it?" John held the bottle in his left hand and poured himself another drink without saying a word. There were already too many regrets in his life. The one he regretted most had happened when he was still young.

"If you must know the truth, I was just looking over some old medical files from my time at the clinic seven years ago, and seeing those old documents brought back a lot of painful memories regarding the baby I lost before Derek took everything else from me." ​"I am sorry that you had to go through that loss alone while that thief was using your family name to build his business, Emma, and I want you to know that I do not intend to let him keep a single asset by the time we return to Manhattan," Nathan murmured, his deep voice softening significantly as he reached across the leather cushions to place his hand over mine, his thumb gently brushing against the back of my wrist in that slow, com

"I messed up. You're better than this. Just let me go!" Eric yanked her back a step, pale and wrecked. "Lena, I screwed up." I stepped out of the elevator, baby bump out, Shelby and my legal team right behind me. Briana lost it. "Lena, I swear I've changed! I'm begging you!" I stopped. Looked down at both of them. Zero sympathy. "Briana, I'm not a rehab center." Calm. Cold. She stepped closer, jaw tight. "We've paid enough. I got kicked out, Eric too. We're broke. What else do you want?"

His shoulders sank further, his hands coming together again, fingers locking tightly this time. “I don’t even know where to start,” he added, his voice tightening. “After everything I did… what do I even say?” Zoe didn’t answer immediately. She watched him. The way his breathing changed, uneven now. The way his fingers pressed so hard against each other his knuckles had gone pale. “I regret it,” he said suddenly. The words came out quietly. “I regret everything.” His voice cracked slightly, and he turned his face away, like he didn’t want her to see it.

But I still wouldn’t sleep with him in exchange of anything. I refused to. “It’s late, Mr Dumont. Let’s make an appointment during the day, I’ll definitely apologize to you for standing you up.” “You’re one stubborn woman.” He drawled. “Fine! I’ll be at Elite Golf Course on Wednesday at 9: am. You can come meet me there.” And then he hung up. Elite Golf Course. I haven’t been there before but I knew Grandpa Sullivan and Jorge were members. I also heard that the membership f*e was about 50 million.

"You'll regret this tomorrow. Please think for a second." It was too late for that.

She had taken everything I tried to steal from her and used it to build something that would outlast both of us. "That's the woman you tried to destroy, isn't it?" my cellmate observed. "Yes. While I've been rotting in here, she's been changing the entire sports medicine industry and protecting thousands of athletes from people like me." "Do you regret what you did to her?" I thought about that question honestly for the first time in years. "I regret getting caught. I regret losing my career and my freedom. But I'm not sure I truly regret hurting her. That probably makes me a terrible person, but at least it's honest."

I inhaled the scent of his cologne for the last time. “I’ll miss you,” I said. I meant it. I would really, really miss him. “I’ll miss you too,” he replied. Then he pulled back and flashed me a smile. “Good bye, Julia.” “Good bye, Charles,” I whispered. Without another word, he turned on his heel and walked out of my life. The moment he was gone, I slumped down into my chair, overcome with emotion. I couldn’t believe I’d never see him again. It had all happened so quickly. But I understood that he was doing what he had to do, and as the emotion settled, I smiled.

For my sake, Yelena went through IVF, enduring so much pain. She finally conceived, only for me to destroy everything with a moment of infidelity. I truly regretted it. If I had known things would end up like this, I never would have strayed. Wouldn't it have been better to stay faithful to one person? Humans were so foolish. They longed for what they couldn't have, only to take it for granted once it was theirs. I had worked so hard to win Yelena over, only to ruin everything with my own hands.