Regretting You Ebook Novels & Stories

Strong. Unbreakable. And for the first time in years… I feel something unfamiliar pressing against my chest. Regret. Real regret. Because suddenly every mistake I’ve made… Every obsession. Every manipulation. Every attempt to control Evelessa’s fate… Feels heavier than it did before. And the worst part? The one person fate gave me… Is the one who despises me the most.

“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.

"Have you forgotten that you personally destroyed my mom's ashes? How dare you show up here? See that little headstone over there? That's for the three-month-old baby you abandoned because you listened to her!" My words made Marcus' face turn pale in an instant. He looked at Hannah, his eyes filled with regret. Hannah immediately went crazy. "Claire, stop talking nonsense! What does this have to do with me?" I did not look at her and only said coldly to Marcus, "Besides divorce, we have nothing left to talk about. And if I see you here again, don't blame me for being cruel." … A few days later, Marcus called me. "Claire, I agree to the divorce. I really regret not treasuring our relationship

Sadness seeped into my bones, like a winter chill that hesitated to leave even in the warm weather of spring. My heart was heavy with regret as memories came crashing through. The memory of her begging me to reconsider and just postpone the party but I had stubbornly refused, disregarding her begs as flimsy complaints. That was how I killed that beautiful soul and miraculously turned out alive. I shut my eyes painfully to cloud the regret in my mind. "Look at me," I lamented aloud "My life isn't even the least bit perfect. Why did I have to survive?" an ache of regret tightened around my neck making me wish I could alter the course of my life.

"One day, you’ll regret saying this to me. You’ll regret turning me away." Cassia arched an eyebrow, amusement flickering in her eyes. "Oh, really? Then why does it seem like you’re the one regretting losing me?" she asked, her words leaving him speechless.

“What do you regret the most?” His gray eyes darkened. “You.” The single word sent a shiver down my spine, but I refused to let it show. Instead, I tightened my grip, pressing my fingers just enough to remind him that he wasn’t in control. “Be specific.” “I regret ignoring you,” he admitted, his voice rough. “Regret letting the pack treat you like nothing.” His breathing deepened. “Regret not realizing you were mine before it was too late.” A sharp laugh left my lips, bitter and raw. “Too late?” I echoed. “You think I’d have thrown myself at you if you had known sooner?” I leaned in, my lips hovering just above his ear. “You would have rejected me on sight.”

“Revenge? For what? It’s pretty clear you’re the one who messed up, Alex. If anything, you should be trying to get closer to her and make things right, not push her further away. What kind of revenge are you even talking about?” Alex hesitated, then said, “I thought she moved on. She had a kid with someone else, and she’s been going on dates. I guess… jealousy got the better of me.” Greg let out a long, exasperated sigh. “Your ego is going to destroy you if you don’t learn to control it. Not every thought that pops into your head is a good one, Alex. So, what changed your mind? Why the sudden regret?” “I saw her son today,” Alex said quietly.

That was the question, was it not? “You sound like you have been thinking about regret,” he added. The word slipped out before I could stop it. “Maybe.” He nodded, almost like he had expected it. “Regret is heavy. But it can guide you, too. Shows you where you do not want to return.” The urge to confess clawed at me again, harder this time. I have lived this already. I have seen the ruin. I do not want it again. But fear pressed down. So instead, I gave him a crooked smile. “You talk like you have lived ten lives.”

"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."

Letting out a deep sigh, he leaned back into the sofa, relaxing into it as he stared at her. "Of course I was. Who wouldn't?" He asked rhetorically and chuckled. He continued. "It was the worst kind of pain I had ever felt back then. I couldn't even believe it, it felt like an impossible dream." Vicky felt something inside her break, she remembered the day she had left with Matthew Lee, she couldn't stop crying for days. She kept thinking about Romeo, regretting her decision every single day. Romeo smiled. "But, that was years ago, it took quite some time, true, but I've healed completely, it's like the scar was never there."