Regret Novels & Stories

I use that to propel me forward. Those voices of yours are drowned out by the loud thumps of my beating heart, the thumps that are my own cheerleading squad telling me just to try. Just. Try. Just Try. And I know myself now just as I am knowing more about you, is that what I don't want to feel, more than you in my head and my heart, is Regret. Fear, you come and go. But Regret, well, Regret stays forever. And Regret is the most unwelcome guest because, in most cases, I can prevent Regret from coming into my home.

He would never beg for his life. I sighed. “Matt, please just go away. I don’t have time to deal with all this now. I don’t want to have lunch with you, and there’s nothing to talk about or make right between us. I’m beginning to get irritated by all this.” “Meadow, there’s a lot to talk about between us, and you know it. I know I messed up seven years ago. There hasn’t been a day when I haven’t thought about you. Please, I just need another chance to make it up to you. I just want us to start afresh,” he said, walking closer to me.

“ I thought that I would let you be and keep to myself but I realise now that it was a mistake. I should have confronted you about the welcome party you threw for her when you said you were going to attend a gala. I was an idiot for believing whatever you say. In a sense, this is my fault. I didn't even mention that I wasn't feeling well and I missed my parents. In case you forgot, my parents died. They have been gone for a long time and this is where they are buried. That is why I came here to visit them. I'm not some crazy stalker like you think but yeah, you can think whatever. I don't care anymore. You can continue taking care of Anna. She matters more to you than I do.” I lost my compos

I shrug at him and look up to meet his eyes. “The way you treated me; your reasons don’t make sense. You were so harsh, so cruel.” I say bitterly and he nods. “I have no good reasons. Just know I regretted my actions long before you became my mate.”

Regrets permeates every fibre of my being, a gnawing feeling that churned within me, impossible to ignore. How could I have stooped so low? The remorse grew stronger, casting a shadow over the initial satisfaction I had felt at such time. Desperation seeped into my thoughts, and I found myself yearning for a different outcome, wishing to alter the dynamics of our pretend relationship. The intensity of my longing was almost palpable, a fervent hope that consumed my every waking moment. The pang of regret became even more acute as I pondered on the path not taken.

But then, he stubbornly said, "I can live without the company. I just want you back. I'd give up anything to be with you." Sasha's lips curled into a derisive smile. She lifted her cold gaze and said, "I know you, Aidan. Even if I walked away with you today, you'd regret it ten years from now. You'd tell me, 'Sasha, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be so broke.'" "You're just a selfish businessman, Aidan. You're always calculating what you can gain and what you might lose. Why bother pretending you're some lovesick fool? I know you better than you think."

Regret. What in the world was wrong with me?

his eyes filled with guilty tears running down his nose to his lips down his chin, coming one after another. He clasped his hands together with Grace's hand in between putting his forehead on their hands whispering. "I am sorry" and 'forgive me.' "I am so g-guilty Grace, so guilty. I regret ever t-treating you like this. You never deserve that babe, never." His painful voice showing his guilt and regret making anyone's heart soft but not Grace's. Grace snatched her hands away from Aaron and stepped backwards, frowning. "Sorry? Guilty? Regret?" She said voice bitter and eyes teary.

“Do you ever regret the choices you made, the things you didn’t say?” Adrian didn’t answer immediately. He stared at the road, eyes narrowing as he wrestled with the truth. “Every day,” he admitted finally, voice raw. “Every single day, I replay the moments, thinking about what I could’ve done differently. But regret doesn’t change the past. It only reminds me how much I have to fight for our future.” Amara’s chest tightened. “And what about me? What about what I’ve felt, what I’ve lost… what I’ve endured while you stayed silent?”