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I hate filthy men like you who corrupt my boyfriend! After a sigh, Heidi continued, "Mr. Conley's face darkened, but since Natalie's young, he let it slide. Finally, when the party ended, Natalie heard Mr. Conley mention going to the club, and she flipped out. She called him a shameless man and told him to get lost, saying he was ruining her boyfriend.

He said I had not done anything bad and could go to heaven, but I would forget everything if I left. He asked if I had any last wishes. I shook my head. I did not want to hold on to anything. Before I left, I looked back one last time and saw Janet at my grave. She put white flowers there and prayed with her hands together. I decided to drop a leaf on her shoulder. Janet looked up, and our eyes met. She could not see me, but she seemed to feel I was there and smiled. I smiled back, thankful, and then I walked away.

I thought back to five years ago when I foolishly rebelled against my parents, even cutting off ties with them. Now, here I was, battered and bruised, left with nothing but regret. Tears welled up in my eyes as I realized the weight of it all. Seeing me cry, Titus, who had been visibly angry moments ago, suddenly panicked. "Wait, you're really crying? When I got your text yesterday, I rushed back. Who hurt you? Tell me, I'll make them pay! "Mom and Dad are downstairs. It's been five years. They've really missed you."

Only after his first love died did I finally understand that his heart had belonged to someone else all along. My 10 years of love had been his 10 years of torment. In that life, I had tried everything. I gave alms, did good deeds, and burned my own life down in a desperate plea to the universe for one more chance. In the end, I traded what I could to win Caspian the opportunity to be reborn. Before it happened, High Priest Idris Augur had warned me, "Within 12 hours after you return to the past, you must fulfill three of his regrets. When you finish, leave at once.

However amidst the newfound pleasure hidden underneath the reckless destiny was a dwelling that resulted in nothing but raw tears and a great bout of regret. Up until now, I couldn’t seem to comprehend why must I remember every word that was wasted. “We should have done this before! I feel like we have missed out a lot for these past years!” “True! I totally agree, it’s been decided then, let’s come back here next time!” At that point, neither of us understand the cruelty of fate nor was the wickedness of human nature as we chose to let our guard down in an unfamiliar place with false confidence. “No, let's come tomorrow!”

Guilt and sympathy mingled within my chest, intertwining with a twinge of nostalgia for what once was. "Sarah, I understand that you have regrets," I responded, my voice firm yet tinged with a hint of empathy. "But as you heard earlier, I've found something special with Jasmine. We're building something real, and I can't turn away from that." Sarah's eyes glistened with unshed tears, her voice cracking with raw emotion as she begged for my forgiveness. Her words reverberated through the room, creating an unsettling tension that clung to the air.

There was nothing but compassion shining back at me, and the relief that I felt was immeasurable. “I had no idea that things were so bad for you. I hate that I couldn’t be there for you through that. You aren’t the only one who lives with regrets about us. I regret that I gave up on our friendship without any fight at all. I would do so many things differently if I could, but none of it really matters now. We are both totally different people than we used to be. You have your ghosts and I have mine. I want you to know that our past is only a very small part of why I can’t let you back in. Maybe one day we can be friends again, but right now, you can only be my boss.”

"I wrote those letters when you were seventeen. I’ve liked you since I was thirteen. Do you remember the year we caught the flu and my parents were busy working? They asked your mother for help to take care of me, and we ended up staying in the same suite in the hospital. You got well before me and would bring me medicine and candy every day even though you were afraid of me. You didn't even dare talk to me. When I fell asleep, you didn't dare wake me up and ended up sitting by my bed for an hour. The medicine had gone cold, and you fell asleep. When I woke you up, the first thing you did was take away the bowl of medicine. You told me that cold medicine doesn't taste good, so you ran off to

Gazing at them with warmth, he reminisced. "Youth is truly wonderful. There are still so many things you can do, and even regrets can be mended. Seeing you two brings me back to my younger days. I, too, once invited the person I loved to admire the flowers. Alas, we ended up parting ways because of a misunderstanding. Now, when I think back, my heart aches with regret. A regret that can never be undone," the flower farmer murmured to himself, offering them a bittersweet smile before strolling away. Kisa cast her eyes downward, the haunting word 'regret' echoing relentlessly in her mind.

In a weird way, I can sympathize with her pain. "I'm sorry. I understand what it's like to live with regrets. To pick up all the pieces and try to glue them all back together again. It's not easy." With a tilt of her head, her gaze sharpens on mine. She smiles as if seeing me for the first time. "Under different circumstances, I think we could have been friends." "Maybe," I say in return. In a small way, we're kindred spirits. We've both made mistakes and have regrets. We're also working to put our lives back together again.