Novel & Cerita Regrets In Your Tears

He said it was the first gift he'd ever bought without asking his family for money, earned through three days of part-time work. He said the snow inside the globe would never melt, and neither would his love for me. Seven years had passed. The snow inside the globe was still the same as ever. But his love—I didn't want it anymore. After leaving Hugo's home, I checked into a hotel. Less than a day later, Hugo called. "Mia, where the hell did you run off to? Hurry back and clean up your junk!" I replied calmly, "I don't want it anymore. Just throw it away."

They just hold me, letting me sob until I’m too exhausted to cry anymore. Eventually, my breathing evens out, and the tears slow to a trickle. One of the women—I’m not even sure who—guides me to the couch and helps me sit down. My face is a mess, my eyes swollen and red, but I don’t care. The tears keep coming, silent now, but no less painful. They’re tears of regret, of shame, of heartbreak. I feel so used. So betrayed.

Dad said, and I couldn't help but laugh. "Dad, you don't have to say sorry, and you don't have to explain anything. It wasy fault and its me alone. You're right, I trusted people around me so much that I was blinded by my jealousy and anger. I never gave Raven the chance to prove herself, and God knows how much I regret it. I don't know where to start." I said, and I just felt a few tears as they dripped down my cheeks. " go on Zeb! Just cry and let it go. We all need that, and we deserve to enjoy the pain until it's gone."

The only piece missing here was James. "I miss you James", I murmured and a tear passed through my cheek getting heavy on my chin. I sniffed several times when my phone rang. It was Stephan!! how dare this man call me? I had a sudden change of emotion. I felt rotten and disgusted and I pressed the red button cutting his call. I threw my phone on the bed and walked towards trhe window again. I held the window glass and heldit tightly. The pain in my heart jst recieved a booster dose and my mind was sinking in thoughts.

There was no control over the tears filling my eyes. I thought I had cried enough for a lifetime. For a guy who didn't know how to explain his emotions, he summed them up pretty well. He reached up and wiped away the first tear with his thumb. “I cannot believe I hurt you like that for the second time. I regret every bit of pain I have ever caused you and I will regret it for the rest of my life. I love you with every part of my heart and soul and there will never be another in my life. Leah it’s you or no one.”

“I never thought you would get together with her. I remember you told me you didn’t have any feelings for her. Anyway, I apologized to the patient’s family. Isaac, I owe you as well as I owe them. This is all of the money I have left on me. Your expenses overseas will surely be much greater than they are here. Take it. I’ll feel guilty for the rest of my life if you don’t.” She said this jokingly, but maybe she was the only one who knew whether it was honest. She would live the rest of her life in regret for hurting me. I did not take the money. Icily, I said, “You deserve it, Charlene. You can never do anything to fix the hurt you’ve done to me.” “You can’t be so ruthless, Isaac. Didn’t we

As he spoke, he raised his hand as if he were about to hit me too, only to be stopped by Janice. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at me with a pitiful expression. "Lisa, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have thrown a party…" She continued, "Please, stop lying to them. They're really tired of this. I'm willing to give up everything, so please just wake up." Jasper immediately pulled her into his arms, gently wiped her tears, and whispered, "It's not your fault." My body screamed with escalating pain, and each breath became a struggle as a coppery tang filled my nostrils.

"You never told me about your childhood. Never told me what you did for me. You just decided—all on your own—to die for me. Who gave you the right? Who the hell gave you the right to keep it from me?" Jayden's voice grew sharper, his anger building until he finally lashed out, kicking the gravestone beside him. What a sin. He stared at my photo on the gravestone, his breath ragged, his chest rising and falling in uneven bursts before slowly settling. Then his legs buckled. He dropped to his knees, palms pressing into the dirt as tears fell. "Why did you do this? Why? What am I supposed to do…" His voice was barely a whisper, choked with despair and pain.

"You were the only one who saw something in me. Who pushed me to be better." Seth's jaw clenched, but he remained silent. "You didn't just give me a job," Paige continued, tears falling freely now. "You gave me confidence. Purpose. Made me believe I could actually make something of myself. And I threw all of that away because I was too weak and scared to stand up to him." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "I don't expect forgiveness. I just... I needed you to know that failing you is my biggest regret. Not because of the job or the company, but because you're one of the few people in this world I truly respect."

When the fire trapped me, my Alpha mate, Graeme Blackwood, was throwing a birthday party for my little sister, Ayana. I was locked in the basement, trembling so violently my bones clattered against each other. When the flames first caught, I called him. Begged him. His voice was ice. "Evelyn, stop the act. It's Ayana's birthday. I'm not letting you out just so you can ruin it. Let her have her night. Once she's happy, I'll let you out." I tried to explain. With the last shred of strength I had, I called him again. He hung up on me. So I just watched. Watched the flames swallow everything.