Regret Losing A Good Woman Novels & Stories

I still can’t believe that I have lost everything excluding the woman I love—I’m getting her back, because I was too foolish and my head was over the clouds. I may have made some stupid mistakes in the past but that doesn’t mean I would do that now, I’m reconstructing my life and trying to make everything right. I’m trying to fix all of my mistakes and then leave this place as a new person (if you believe this then you’re a fucker) I’m never going to change and I won’t change, I don’t care if it would take me fifty years to get out of this place, I don’t care how long it would be; all I care about is getting my woman back.

, he whispered gently, letting out a soft chuckle afterwards. “Oh, I remember a little. All I remember was the taste of the cake and our happy chatter. I really wish I could see what you looked like. Who knows, maybe we would have been married by now. I wouldn't have ended up with Desmond”, she said softly, her tone laced with regret. “I wish I wasn't so timid. I would have fought for us. I wouldn't have been scared off by Desmond”, Diego said with a heavy sigh, a testament to the feeling of regret welling up within him.

“But there's no point in regretting it. Anyway, I'm sure that during those eight years, not only misfortune has happened in your life.” “Maybe yes. Maybe not.” Garrett decided not to argue. He did not want to reveal any facts that might indicate that his words were true. That it had not been all misfortune for the woman during those eight years. He was sure, although he did not know it, he was sure. “But even if it wasn't all misfortune during those eight years, it doesn't seem worth it compared to what I'm going through now. All the happiness I once felt is gone. Gone without a trace.”

“Good evening. Do you need anything?” Sweet, simple, sincere words that he took for granted. All wasted. “Hannah,” he mumbles as he unknowingly cries. “Where are you?” “Please, come back to me.” He wishes sincerely. Sleepless and in despair, he kept tossing in his bed. The regret is killing him. He has a perfect life, the company is excelling. He has a loving, caring wife, and an adorable daughter but fails to see them and now they are gone.

"And now, haven't you lose me now?" "We can always make things right again. Please, just give me one more chance to make you the happiest person you've always dreamt of. I am okay even if we don't have sex. Just one more chance. I regretted everything, I have always been living in regret also. I was happy I saw you the other day. I was happy I can finally make things right even though I can't give back what you have lost." "You regretted but you couldn't search for me. Instead, you ran off to the states, you –"

"What...?" Ellison could barely speak. His hand shook as he took the hairpin, not wanting to believe any of it. "Ms. Gilbert died of liver cancer," the woman said. "This hairpin... she left it behind. She won't be coming to the wedding. You don't have to wait for her anymore." Her voice was so loud this time, almost everyone could hear. "No way!" Ellison shouted, his voice shaking. "She was just fine before. How could she have liver cancer? She was excited about today... about our wedding...

Who knows. I walked towards the front door, seeing my mother standing there with a smile. "Hey, love." "Hi, mom. What are you doing here?" I asked her. "I'm just here to say goodbye and good luck" she said, still smiling. "And to apologise about Brittney. I should have never dona what I did. I should've believed in your ability to find your mate" she said, the smile dropping. "It's okay, mom. I understand. I didnät really belive I'd find her either but thank god, we did" I said with a smile, remembering how she looked like.

to her. I held Laura in one hand and a bag of medicine in the other, but James just ignored me completely. He treated us like we were thin air. My heart ached so much that I began to find it difficult to breathe. At that moment, I began to regret marrying James. I even began to regret the decision to give birth to Laura. I gave birth to Laura, but couldn't bring her any happiness. This was my failure as a mother. However, I couldn't really go back in time now.

“Silas, the marks of hurt never fade. When you refused to save Yael, when you accused and berated him without listening, it was already over. You made sure there wasn’t enough time for us.” One by one, I pried his fingers off my arm. With each finger released, it felt like I was untangling the last of what had once bound us together. “Stop holding on, Silas. You married me out of obligation, and I’ve let you go. Let’s part ways peacefully.” When the last of his fingers slipped free, he collapsed onto the couch, his hands limp at his sides. He buried his face in his hands, his voice breaking as he muttered over and over, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”