She Regrets Losing You Novels & Stories

She picked up a pen and wrote beneath it: Whoever refuses to let go of it. Before bed, she stood by the window again. Somewhere out there were people just like she once was dismissed, discarded, told their value had expired. She wished she could tell them one thing. Not that it would get better. Not that love would return. But this: If they regret losing you, make sure it’s because the world is better with you in it without their permission. Serena turned off the light. The story was finished but theimpact wasn’t.

I’ve seen how she keeps her distance, lowers her gaze and steps out of Zarah’s path like she’s trying not to be seen. “Don’t tell me you regret letting her go, Aiden.” I don’t answer. I just stand there, staring past her. “It’s good she’s gone,” she continues. “That girl is a curse. And the fact that you’ve been bedding her all this time—” She lets out a short, disgusted breath. “—it’s a shame on you.” Something inside me snaps tight. “You will never understand losing someone,” I grit out, the words rough against my teeth. “And it’s something you will never understand—”

her body wracked with sobs. He pushed her away. "Get out! Leave!" Sheera was too distraught to argue. With shaky hands, she wiped her face as well as the blood that had rolled down. She fixed back her necklace, gathered her things into her bag and hurried out of the room. Her heart felt like it was shattering. She's never been that hurt before, not even when Keegan had rejected her. Losing him was far worse than she'd imagined. Tears blurred her vision, but she kept walking, picking up her pace until she was running.

she complains sadly, as she stares at her who is currently shutting her eyes. "Why? Why are you locking up yourself here? Don’t you get bored of hiding and avoiding your problem? Do you want to lose like this just like you lost three years ago? Do you want to feel the same pain of regret AGAIN?" She mentioned and with that question, Schina opened her eyes. Her heart had crashed at the deepest part of her stomach and it felt like squeezing that she couldn’t breathe properly. Her chest was so heavy that her eyes welled up with tears as she remembered the identical sensation she had.

Nothing waiting. I closed it again. The strange ache that appeared in my chest irritated me. I shouldn’t miss that. I shouldn’t miss her. I’d made my decision. And I was happy with it. I had Ophelia now. The woman I’d once loved. The woman I had believed I’d lost forever. I wasn’t going to ruin this second chance by constantly looking backward. I walked upstairs. I passed Calista’s old bedroom. The door was slightly open. I stopped.

I manage to whisper after about thirty seconds of silent weeping, and he freezes. He finally looks at me, and regrets cloud his pale blue eyes. I shake my head as his mouth opens. "It's fine. Just go," I whisper, and he nods. He walks out silently, and I close my eyes. Why does it hurt so bad to lose someone I never had?

“You can always talk to me. About anything.” Something in her tone made my chest tighten. It wasn’t just a casual reassurance—it was a plea, a promise, an unspoken acknowledgment of all the years we had lost. I swallowed the sudden lump in my throat. There were so many things I could say, so many emotions I had buried so deep that I wasn’t sure I could even put them into words. But before I could attempt to respond, she continued, her voice growing softer, almost fragile. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “For losing you. For not being able to find you sooner.”

He took out his shades from his pocket and put it on. "Leon you don't have to pretend. You can share what you are feeling. Tell me it will make you feel better." "I am feeling like I am losing her again." His voice was breaking, "It was bad enough that I lost her the first time. I am struggling to get over that but now the letter. I am sorry I can't explain." "I understand, I know what its like to loose someone you love."

—I warned you that you were going to regret it. While he looks at her from head to toe. And answers her. —What about? She, seeing the gesture he made, tries to hide her anger and naturally approaches him and whispers. —I told you that you were going to regret having treated me badly. And now it seems that you have fallen in love with this tramp. And you don't want to admit it, because of your pride, Tell me, how it feels to realize what you have lost, and how foolish it was.

She smells heavenly. “Oh darling,” she breathed, cupping my cheek, “no, it’s not. I wanted to see you and the moon goddess was kind enough to grant me my wish. I’m sorry Raven,” her voice becomes choked up, “I’m sorry I wasn’t there to protect you. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to find you. I’m sorry I missed you growing up and all your milestones. If I could have…” she trailed off, tears welling in her own eyes. “My biggest regret is that I never got the chance to love you as you deserved.”