Regrets In Your Tears Novels & Stories

"Thank you for bringing her." "Couldn’t keep her away." Bella smiled warmly. "Or Noah, or Ashley, or Fred. You scared the hell out of us, V." Fred huffed dramatically. "Excuse me, I was composed." Ashley snorted. "You were crying into a dish towel." "I was polishing glasses." "You were weeping on them." "My eyes were reacting to cleaning detergents—" "Nope," Ashley said, crossing her arms triumphantly. "Tears. Full tears."

He probably has feelings for you". Shana stood up. She was exhausted from yelling at her best friend so much. She began to walk towards her bedroom, ignoring all the advice given by her best friend. "Shana, wait-" Shana didn't listen to what Halsey had to say. She walked to her room quietly and shut the door. Once she was safely locked inside her bedroom, tears streamed from her eyes as she fell to the ground. She hugged her knees and rested her forehead on them. Shana started crying harder when she felt her phone vibrating, indicating a text message. She didn't bother looking at it and just continued to cry instead. She didn't want anyone to see her like this.

I answered and headed toward the bedroom. Jules grabbed my wrist, gritting his teeth. "There's a limit to throwing a tantrum. Don't go too far!" I looked at him, confused. "Who said I was throwing a tantrum? Look carefully, I've already signed the divorce papers." Jules stared intently at my face. His tone softened after confirming I was not throwing a tantrum. "Sophie, what happened at Coachella was my fault, and my tone hasn't been very kind these past few days. I apologize."

“Jensen… sorry…” Her eyes were red as she raised her hand and slapped herself. “I am sorry… I regretted it for the past three years… please forgive me. Please look at me one more time…” I rolled down the window halfway and looked at her with a cold expression. “Chelsea, do you think it is appropriate to say this in front of my wife? Do not come near me and disgust me again. I do not want to see you. Do not insult the word regret. You do not deserve it.”

Tears welled up in her eyes, soaking Elvis’ shirt. These tears were filled with longing for her brother, guilt towards their grandpa, anger towards Veronica, and frustration over the broken diamond bracelet and disappointment and pain towards Thiago. “Kira? You’re crying?” Elvis was stunned. He gently stroked her neck. “No.” Kira murmured. “My shirt is soaked, and you’re saying you’re not crying?” “I said I’m not!”

"You took birth control behind my back. You made excuses. You said you were too busy. But the real reason was that you were afraid if I had an heir, Dillan would lose his standing in the family. You were protecting him. Not me. Never me." "Lambert—" "You never, for one single moment, were honest with me." "That's not true," she sobbed. "I really regret it. The night you jumped, I watched your video. I read your post. I sat on that cliff and I—" "Enough." I turned around. I couldn't look at her anymore. "Leave," I said. "I don't want to see you again." "Lambert, please—" "I said leave." Victoria stood there for a long time. I could hear her breathing—shallow, broken, full of tears.

"What makes you think I'd stay in one place waiting for you forever? "What if another guy who looks like Xavier shows up? Are you going to relive your regret and put on the same act again?" Upon hearing that, she lowered her head. After a long while, she asked, "So, you really don't love me anymore?" I paused, turning to look out the window. When one experienced disappointment again and again, they just couldn't love anymore. "No, I don't," I answered. The moment I said that, she finally deflated. "Fine. We'll finalize the divorce tomorrow."

And I lose my balance as I fall on the ground. A tear leaves my eye on my failure. A tear full of regret ,sorrow, and devastation before I close my eyes. The darkness welcoming me in...

Miles sounded bitter when he admitted, "I was wrong, Yvvy. I regret everything." I found it funny to hear that he was regretting everything now. Through the door, I asked, "What are you regretting? By my maths, Sasha should have already given birth. I can see that she's bounced back pretty well. What's there to regret when you have a beautiful wife and a newborn baby?" Miles emotionally replied, "I was set up! You were the one who hurt me badly. I've been to countless hearings, yet I never got to see you. You were always attending remotely. I couldn't even see you once.

Tears streamed down her face as she sat in her room, trying to process it all. She allowed herself to feel the depth of her emotions, letting the tears flow freely. It was a mix of sorrow, forgiveness, worry, and love all intertwined. She mourned for the lost years with her father, for the pain that had been buried deep within her, and for the time that couldn't be regained. But she also felt a flicker of hope, a longing for healing and reconciliation.