Remorse: The List Novels & Stories

Perhaps, after decades, a kernel of remorse had sprouted, but I ended the call before they could rally. Levi slid behind me, wrapping an arm around my waist. His chin rested on my shoulder as he mumbled, "Did I stick my nose where it didn't belong? I figured mending fences with your folks would let you walk down the aisle without baggage. So, I visited them." Without his nudge, they'd have remained oblivious to their inflicted scars, but apologies couldn't mend what was shattered. I spun into his arms. He'd likely been rattled by my nightmare revelations.

Jacob lay on the cold ground, watching as Xavier and I fought side by side. He felt his life slipping away. His mind wandered back to the time we had spent together. He couldn't help but regret. If only, back in the poisonous fog forest, he had resisted temptation. Although, when facing Chloe later on, Jacob had made many excuses for himself, he knew deep down that at that moment, he was fully aware—he was not deceived or confused. He had simply let himself indulge in the novelty, forgetting the promises he had once made.

What’s the use of remorse that you cannot express? Remorse that eats you up inside like baggage of pain and anxiety. Fear that sinks into your skin like a lotion. Some people come into our lives to show us everything we do not need a person — Then others come into our lives to show us everything we cannot have in a person. Daniel was the latter. Wasn't he?

[Host has suffered catastrophic injustice: deprivation of dignity and theft of achievement. [Current unfairness count: 3/3.] [Judgment confirmed. Death program initiating.] [Brain-death countdown: 10 minutes.]

Remon smiled at me and stand up. "Remember this," he paused and took a deep breath before speaking again. "I love you so much, I didn't regret the loving you, I regret what I've done to you, Yhra. And I don't justify what I done wrong to you, and I know that sorry is not enough for every single shits that I made before." Remon close his eyes and his tears fall down on his cheeks.

A response that will never allow her to come closer again next time! “Please find a place in your heart to forgive me; ever since I came to realize my mistake, I have not been myself.” She poured out remorsefully. “Sofia, I hope you are listening to me? I'm sorry.” Her voice shook with emotion. “I was completely wrong to pursue Miguel, to come between you two. Sofia, I realized I have hurt you so much, causing pain in your heart. I am deeply sorry for that.” Linda pleaded remorsefully. Streams of tears were running down her face. I was looking very far, not really minding her plea.

“It is useful.” “It is also terrible.” “Still useful.” Despite herself, Leah almost smiled. Daniel moved to the desk and pulled a blank page toward him. He wrote at the top: Overwhelmed = removal language. Leah came closer despite herself. Below it, he wrote three columns. Concern. Response. Record. She stared. “You are making another list.” “Yes.” “You make lists when people try to ruin lives.” “I make lists when people try to make ruin sound informal.” That was fair.

I sat down in my study and opened my laptop. I had forbidden my family members from entering my study, including my mother and my wife. That room holds the memories of Meadow, and I wouldn’t want anyone to tamper with them—especially Annabel. I know how vicious and wicked she can be. Each time I felt lonely and started missing Meadow, I would enter the room, lock the door tightly, and then bring out the sex video of Meadow and me, and start masturbating. I missed her body a lot. And before she arrived for dinner this evening, I needed to masturbate to keep myself calm.

The most humiliating moment was Noel's buddies coming toward her while carrying a large plaque. The words on the plaque stood out like a sore thumb. "A Wretch Demanding Respect" For: Stella Judd. The guests crowded forward to see what was happening. They whispered to each other and gossiped about the situation. Stella turned pale. She clenched her hands and stared at the troublemakers. She spoke to them coldly. "What’s the meaning of this?" Noel's buddies sniggered as they looked at her. They deliberately spoke louder.