She Regrets Losing You Novels & Stories

She nodded, her gaze fixed on the amber liquid in her cup. “Yes.” Her eyes widened. “You answered that fast.” “Because it is obvious.” She was quiet for a moment, processing. “That does not make me happy,” she finally said. “It should.” “No.” “Why not?” She looked up at me, and I saw the complexity in her expression, the kindness she extended even to those who’d hurt her. “Because if he regrets it now, then he never really understood what he lost.” I studied her carefully. Few women would think that way about a man who’d abandoned them.

' 'The harsh reality has slapped me in the face. Leigh let out a mirthless laugh, a bitter combination of irony and pain. "Well, it seems luck isn't on my side tonight. Not only did I lose my chance to get my bag, but I also carry a broken heart. How funny, isn't it?" Her words carried a touch of sarcasm, an attempt to mask her inner turmoil. Yet, her tears continued to flow, a silent testament to the anguish that consumed her soul.

She nodded her head negatively. "I can't." She looked at me with teary eyes. "I can't forgive you for calling me characterless" I bow my eyes realising the mistake I made which has no forgiveness. Maybe we are together right now but I lost her the day when I doubted her love. I lost her when I called her with those words. I lost the only person whom I love with my everything. I lost her because of my stupidity. "I lost you." I whimper, feeling miserable for hurting her because of a stupid misunderstanding. I lost everything with her.

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 was a child back then too, remember? And yet I never betrayed you. I genuinely loved and trusted you.” She winced. “They say you never know what you have until you lose it. I never realized what a gem you were until you were out of my life and completely unreachable. I swear, I truly regret how I hurt you.” She whispered, sounding earnest and looking very sad. I felt conflicted. I couldn’t just outrightly forgive her for her past actions but at least she sounds honest enough. “I don’t think this is the right place to have this conversation, so maybe let's exchange numbers for a start.” I offered and her face brightened like she just got handed some diamonds. After we exchanged numbers, sh

That was true. Too true. The silence between us became comfortable. Not empty. Never empty anymore. Then she asked, “Do you regret it?” I looked at her. “What?” “Everything before.” The past. The hatred. The mistakes. The distance. I could have answered quickly. But she deserved better. “No.” Her brows lifted. “No?” “I regret the pain.” I squeezed her hand gently. “I regret the time we lost.” A pause. “But I don’t regret finding you.” Something in her expression broke.

She shouted angrily. "I'm sorry..." she heard him trying to comfort her. "I thought I was fine now. I thought I've forgotten the pain and misery of losing my baby but I was wrong. Staying at that party? Celebrating and being happy for the coming baby, it feels like life just slapped me hard and made me realized the things I deprived of for my lost baby. Everything is flashing back, the pain and distress, the guilt and regrets, how I break and ruined. I thought I had gone through it all but I'm so wrong. It was my fault...." She cried out of misery.

She placed a kiss on his forehead while her tears fell on his cheeks. She moved from the bed and walked to the window. The night without stars felt suffocating. And a world without loved ones felt like hell. “Regretting is the coal to burn a soul. I whipped out a life to have my wings.”

She tried waking him up again but he wasn't opening his eyes. The pain of losing someone felt like pins creeping along with her every being. A great sob escaped her lips as she hugged his cold body tightly. "Why?! Why did you do that?! After all the lies you told me, will you just leave me alone?! Reyl! Why?!" She wailed and cried out. Hoping the pain in her heart would fade. She regretted it. She regretted everything. She regretted doubting his love for her. "Wake up! Please! Don't leave me alone! I'm sorry I ever doubted you! I'm sorry! So, please come back to me! Come back, my love! Please!"

"I don't know if I can go through that again. Loving you wasn't easy. Losing you... it broke me." Tears slid down her cheeks before she could stop them. Thirdie's chest tightened at the sight, his own heart twisting painfully. He hadn't known......hadn't realized just how much she had loved him too. And suddenly, regret clawed at him. Regret for every cold word, every night he turned away, every moment he let her think she was unloved. Worst of all, regret for sending her away, for letting her walk out of his life. His hand lifted slowly, hovering just inches from hers. For a moment he hesitated, almost afraid she would pull back. But then he brushed his fingers gently against hers. The touc