Regretted 소설 & 이야기

He looked like a stray dog, cast out and utterly lost. “What if I said I’ll change?” He raised his head, a glimmer of hope flickering in his eyes. “I can be better to you. I can be a good father to Yael. I’ll take him out and spend time with him. We can start over. We can be a family again.” So, he knew all along that he had been wrong. He knew the hurt he inflicted on us but justified it because of the love we once gave so freely. But now?

Lately, I found myself doing things and regretting them immediately. I should have taken a different approach. Who knows what she might do now? I took a deep breath. Everything in my life was falling apart. If only I didn’t go on that business trip. At least things would have been a little bit better. I went to the bed and plopped myself on it. I took my phone and checked my personal emails, messages, and anything that would keep me distracted from the mess going on. After laying in bed for a while, I called my assistant.

“Don’t start with cheap lines, Adrian. I’ve suffered enough from you. You have no idea what it feels like to be sidelined, belittled, treated like a shadow behind your success.” “I do know!” Adrian’s voice cracked as his emotion broke through. “Because I was blind! I crushed your worth, I wounded the one person who gave me everything. And I’ve regretted it every second since you left.” Rosemary clenched her fists, struggling to hold back tears. “You regret it now because you need me to save your business—not because you truly love me.”

Or was it just pure control—another way to keep her isolated? Georgia had always been gentle, never the type to start conflict—especially not with a friend’s husband. Emily knew she must’ve struggled for a long time before deciding to send that message. Thinking about that only made her feel worse. “I’m sorry,” she said quietly, the apology heavy with sincerity. Georgia’s eyes welled up. “No, don’t. Let’s not say sorry to each other anymore. The misunderstanding’s cleared—that’s what matters.” Regaining a lost friendship like this… it moved them both more than they could put into words.

What if she hurt him? What if she spins lies into my boy's head and turns him against me? I palmed my head as the thoughts ravaged my heart, my soul. I should have kept my mouth shut. I should not have lost my anger. I should have hung up immediately I agreed to donate my kidney. Wave after wave of regret coursed through me, and I didn't wipe the tears that dripped down my face. I maintained that position for a long while, losing myself in the maelstrom of emotions coursing through me.

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."

He would never beg for his life. I sighed. “Matt, please just go away. I don’t have time to deal with all this now. I don’t want to have lunch with you, and there’s nothing to talk about or make right between us. I’m beginning to get irritated by all this.” “Meadow, there’s a lot to talk about between us, and you know it. I know I messed up seven years ago. There hasn’t been a day when I haven’t thought about you. Please, I just need another chance to make it up to you. I just want us to start afresh,” he said, walking closer to me.

Not with fear he didn’t fear anything but with pressure. “You think I wanted this?” he continued. “Do you believe I planned for my name, my company, my reputation to be dissected because of a single night?” Her chest tightened. “So you regret it?” Adrian froze. A muscle in his jaw ticked. “I do not regret the solution,” he said finally. “I regret the timing. I regret the chaos. But you” He stopped himself. “Elara,” he said softer, “regret is not the word.”

I replied. He opened his mouth, but I didn’t give him a chance to speak. “You didn’t believe me when I needed you to. You chose to believe someone else and made me feel like I was the worst person in the world. I begged you to listen to me, Vincent. I begged you to give me the benefit of the doubt, but you didn’t.” “I know,” he said quietly. “And I regret it. If I could go back in time, I would make better choices.”

On the day of our engagement party, my fiancée showed up with her ex-boyfriend in matching outfits. Then she took the microphone and made a very public declaration. "Lance, even if I'm engaged, my heart will always belong to you." Every head in the room turned my way, and it was obvious they were all enjoying the show. I calmly slipped off my suit jacket and gave a small smile. "Well, the stage is already set. Why not make this your engagement party instead?"