Regretful Novels & Stories

I didn’t mean to bring the past up but what if something like that happened again? “Look Gwen, I know I should not…..no, I shouldn’t have done that to you. It wasn’t right for me to do but back then I thought I had everything at my disposal, I thought I wouldn’t mind sending you out without our daughter. I thought I was punishing you not knowing I was also punishing myself. I should have at least considered your feelings before doing those shits and am deeply sorry for it. I hurt you, I know that but I want you to forgive me, I need you to forgive me.”

As much as he was getting hurt by her words, it was slicing through her heart too. "What? The most talented and wealthy businessman in the country can't form words? That's so unlikely of you. Where's the heartless businessman who only cared about his feelings. Cared about his—" "I regret, alright." He cut her off. "I regret it all. Is it not visible on my face? In my eyes?" Her eyes brimmed with hot tears which she kept at bay to indicate her carelessness towards him.

It was the smile I had fallen in love with years ago, before the money and the lies and the pain. "One step at a time," he said. "One step at a time."

The servant led her back inside while he remained outside, his face tightened back into the same hard mask. "REGRET". The word whispered inside his mind. A bitter laugh caught in his chest. Not yet.

“I regret it… every second of my life.” “Your regret won’t bring my grandfather back, Adrian!” Rosemary’s voice broke, caught between fury and grief. “And now you show up with that pleading look, waving your company’s name like I’m just a trump card to salvage your reputation.” Adrian lifted his gaze, his eyes pleading. “That’s not it, Rose. I truly—” “Enough!” Rosemary snapped again. “I don’t care about your company. I don’t care about your reputation. I will never work with you again. I’d rather shut down my boutique, rather start over from zero, than sell myself to your company!”

Regret flashed in his eyes, and his voice turned urgent. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! It's my fault, Mari! I know all of this happened because I was reckless! I won't do it again, so please, forgive me this one time." A wave of helplessness washed over Maria. She was afraid he would lose sight, too. However, she knew Richard would never change. He would always charge ahead on his own. She shook his hand off and looked straight at him. "Do you know how I felt when I sent Eleanor away and watched her pay for what she did? I was not just happy, but I was lost too. If she has paid for what she did, what about you?

I got it, I really did, but that didn’t necessarily make it right- and I think we all knew that now. I filled them in about my phone call with Vasha yesterday when we all had a chance to talk for a few minutes, and it was apparent they were starting to feel just as bad as I did. The shitty thing about regret is it only rears it’s ugly head after doing something you wish you could desperately take back. ********************

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. To feel sorry for a thing that has or has not happened. Anna had regrets from the moment she had set eyes on Amaya Rawlins at the emergency room looking so lifeless and full of hatred. She hadn’t met with her since their last therapy session that Dylan had messed up and just staring at her once again reignited the anger Anna had felt from the first time she had seen her. Anna majorly felt regretful at the fact that Amaya was here with a traumatized expression and sores all over her body while her perpetrators were living a good life because they were well connected.

Baby The very last emotion that washed over me was regret. This is the state of feeling repentant over something that failed. So this is what really defeat feels like. Defeat. In a flash it brought me these questions, What do retrievers regret most the moment they knew their dying? The moment they look death in the eye for him to take them? Is it failed relationships or not even having one? Is it maybe missing opportunities to be real normal people? or just maybe simply living life more?