Regretting You Summary นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I ruined that smile, that laughter, that joy! I ruined her and then I ruined it all! My jaw tightens slightly at the memory, the familiar weight settling into my chest like something that has long since made itself at home there. Regret is an interesting thing. It doesn’t ever fade, It sharpens and the longer you live, the deeper it cuts. And I have lived long enough to understand that there is no redemption waiting for me at the end of this. Only repetition. Only her. Again! And again. And again.

A series of my hatred collapsed with my newly build feelings that were very much comfortable than the pain I was feeling. I looked in his eyes. They were truthful and consuming. At this moment, I want to forget everything and get with him. I want to leave everything and touch him. At this moment, I am willing to lose my dignity. "Maybe there is something else that I will regret", I said. He gave me a questionable look and asked, "what?" "However, I wont regret it at the moment atleast", I repeated. "what are you....", he was speaking and I kissed him.

“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.

""Regret, huh! Did I hear you say regret? I guess you must be mad in the head. You will be the one to regret everything. For the first time in my life,you made me regret ever knowing you. You are deceiving yourself by thinking you can get me back like this. There's nothing you can do that can make me come back to you." He gritted his teeth, anger filling his voice.

he insisted, desperation creeping into his tone. “What’s there to regret now? Other than regretting that, I fell for you. I regret the day I met you. I regret the day I started falling for you! I regret everything, Julian. Everything! I wish I could forget you forever. I wish I could!” I yelled, my voice cracking as I glanced at Jane and Jason, who had begun to stir. “I regret our union, which brought about these innocent little cuties!” I added, my heart breaking further.

REGRET. To feel sorry for a thing that has or has not happened. Anna had regrets from the moment she had set eyes on Amaya Rawlins at the emergency room looking so lifeless and full of hatred. She hadn’t met with her since their last therapy session that Dylan had messed up and just staring at her once again reignited the anger Anna had felt from the first time she had seen her. Anna majorly felt regretful at the fact that Amaya was here with a traumatized expression and sores all over her body while her perpetrators were living a good life because they were well connected.

Not our divorce. His regret.

"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.

I got it, I really did, but that didn’t necessarily make it right- and I think we all knew that now. I filled them in about my phone call with Vasha yesterday when we all had a chance to talk for a few minutes, and it was apparent they were starting to feel just as bad as I did. The shitty thing about regret is it only rears it’s ugly head after doing something you wish you could desperately take back. ********************

Chateau remained silent, trying to digest Amber’s words, but it seemed like it was still too raw to fully understand without further explanation from Amber. “Chateau, you may not have mentioned who you meant, but I’ll clarify my words so you can understand who that person is.” Amber paused, then stared into Chateau’s eyes deeply. “Not everyone in this world hates their past because they don’t regret what they did back then. The past can’t be changed, and time can’t go backward, that’s why... regret exists. Those who carry deep regret from their past or very painful memories are more likely to hate their past because they know... that dark past can never be undone.”