Regrets Collect Like Old Friends Romane & Geschichten

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.

I feel weird just walking like this, having to be dependent on Roman, who normally walks in large strides but surprisingly today, he's walking in a much slower pace, making it easier to follow his lead, though the feel of eyes is quite unnerving. Along the way, something burns at me to speak out but I try hold back. I open and close my mouth, words not coming out. "What is it?" He asks. Didn't think he noticed. " I forgot to ask you something last night." "Okay." He says next to me. "What's your biggest regret, in these past......years." I trail off when he pulls us to a stop. I feel him look at me as he says his next words. "My biggest regret is leaving my best friend the way I did, instead

The statement immediately captured her attention. Because regret had shaped so much of their lives. Adrian continued. “For years I regretted losing control.” A pause. “Then I regretted being wrong.” Another pause. His expression softened. “Now I regret wasting time.” The honesty felt profound. Because it reached the heart of everything. Time. The one thing nobody could recover. The one thing nobody could replace. Years lost. Conversations missed. Memories never created. Interesting. Very interesting. Ava understood exactly what he meant.

“They mean it. You don’t get in unless the Gate’s fed.” “Fed what, exactly?” one of the teenagers whispered, though we all knew. “Regrets,” the older woman said. “The deep ones.” Jax grimaced. “Of course. Emotional damage DLC.” I stared at the text. “One regret… per person?” I asked. “Or do we—do we share? Is this like group therapy where only one person has to cry for everyone to go home early?” As if in answer, fresh script bled into existence below the first line, letters forming in a slow, deliberate scrawl:

“All I'm trying to say is that if we lose this deal, there won't be another chance.” I exhaled heavily. “I know. I... I'm sorry for this.” The apology felt foreign on my tongue. I rarely apologized. In my world, every decision I made was calculated and justified. Regret wasn't something I entertained on a daily basis. Ever since what happened five years ago, regret has become a part of me. “It's fine, Carlino. Should we go?” he asked while straightening his collar, bending down to gather the files scattered across the pavement.

“ 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

Luna helps Judi get the dishes from time to time, Judi whispered: "I can do it myself. I will not be courteous. Don'tworry." The two smiled at each other. Opposite, Cathelina Bright said: "It's great, the biggest regret in my life, may be that I didn't make a close friend. The best time in my life was wasted on love... Now think about it, I regret it too. It would be great if time could be turned back." Judi said: "Miss Bright, this can't be regarded as a pity. If you want to make

"It seems like a lifetime ago that we just meet." "Memory love. Bringing lovers together since the dawn of time," I smirked as Trisha grinned at me. "Do you have any regrets?" "Regrets?" Trisha shook his head. "None. None whatsoever. Every decision I've made thus far has led me to this point in my life. I wouldn't go back and change a thing." I nodded. "Neither would I, Trisha. Neither would I."

Her lips pressed against the back of my head and her voice was soft in my ear. "So, regrets?" The sound of her beautiful alto voice banished my melancholy, and I wrapped my arms around hers. "Let's see. Do I regret having the most incredible night of my life with my best friend, who I've finally admitted to myself I want to be with?" I turned in her embrace, running my fingers over her back and staring into those stunning blue eyes. "No, I don't regret that at all." And I didn't. Nothing would ever make me want last night back.

“You’ve only been with one man until last night?” “Yes.” “Do you regret last night?” “That’s a tough one. I should. It was my cousin and you for goodness sake. It felt so good, but only one part made me happy. Do you regret it?” “Listen, ten years ago your cousin and I enlisted. We spent 5 years in the military. We did things we shouldn’t have and that I do regret. My greatest regret was missing my parent’s funeral. We saw things we wished we hadn’t and we wish we could forget. Last night? I neither regret nor wish to forget.”