Novel & Cerita She Was Hope Then She Became My Greatest Regret

“You’re safe now.” But she pulled back just enough to cup my face in her hands. Her fingers trembled. “I was ready to die,” she said between uneven breaths. “I made peace with it… but my only regret…” Her voice broke. “Was that I wasn’t a better mother… a better wife…” I stilled. Every word hit deeper than the last. “I wasted so much time,” she continued, tears slipping down her temples into her hair. “And now… this second chance… I won’t waste it. I won’t.”

, he whispered gently, letting out a soft chuckle afterwards. “Oh, I remember a little. All I remember was the taste of the cake and our happy chatter. I really wish I could see what you looked like. Who knows, maybe we would have been married by now. I wouldn't have ended up with Desmond”, she said softly, her tone laced with regret. “I wish I wasn't so timid. I would have fought for us. I wouldn't have been scared off by Desmond”, Diego said with a heavy sigh, a testament to the feeling of regret welling up within him.

We all sat in the car heading to the hospital. Now I regret doing to that club. Regret fucking different women and manwhoring around. Regret hurting people and I think this is all their curse to me and my life that even if I found my happiness I still can't be happy with her. I feel like the more I'm getting closer to her the more far time is throwing me away from her. I never expected the fate to be this cruel to me. It's not like I believe in it but if there are chances of it being true.

Adrian gets up and starts leaving. He can feel the weight of her words echoing in his mind. The bitterness in her voice cuts deep. “People forget after committing mistakes, but they definitely get the fruits of their deeds; I see only regrets in your fate.” she screamed. He knows she's right. As Adrian walks away, he can't shake off the feeling of guilt and regret that now consumes him. He knows he has hurt her deeply, and the consequences of his actions are now staring him in the face. The harsh reality of his mistakes hits him like a ton of bricks, and he realizes that he may never be able to make things right again. The words of the woman he once loved haunt him as he walks away, knowing

I said, voice cold, guarded. “I didn’t banish you here, so leave and never come back.” She didn’t flinch. Didn’t even look at me. “Do you know my biggest mistake?” She asked me. I remained silent like I knew what she was about to say. I knew I broke her. “I regret having to trust you,” she said quietly. Those words cut deeper than any blade. I stiffened where I stood, my fingers curling involuntarily into fists. I had faced kings, assassins, rebellions... but her disappointment stung in a way none of those ever had.

NOT HER BABY BOY. Suddenly she remembered the life she never got to meet, the life that was barely growing inside her. She refused to acknowledge it. Acknowledge that she lost another thing because of Logan yet again. Yes, this was all Logan's fault. He should have taken them along with him to get Christa. Or was it Christa's fault for not finding anyone else to call other than her husband? No, she decided, it was her fault. Her fault for trusting him when he said he wanted them to spend time together as a family and to get closer together. Her first mistake was getting into that car with him. No, better still, her first mistake was chasing him endlessly and hoping for the scraps of his love

Spun her around. And for the first time in two years, she felt something that wasn’t fear or exhaustion or survival. Hope. Real, genuine hope. That maybe this could actually work. That maybe they could actually be happy. That maybe the worst was finally behind them. She was wrong. But she didn’t know that yet.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

“How dare you even think of such a thing? What will you tell the Starlings as your reason for divorcing their daughter? Or have you forgotten that Mr. Starling invested one billion dollars in our company when we almost went bankrupt, and now you want to pay them back with evil?” “But Mom, I don’t love Annabel. Our marriage was a mistake. Seeing her face every morning makes me sick.” “Oh please, spare me that. You don’t love her, and you went ahead to marry her and even have kids with her?” “Mom, that was a mistake, and now I’m trying to rectify my mistakes. Meadow is the one I love, Mom. Back then I made a huge mistake by telling her to abort that pregnancy and letting her go. Please help me

She cursed her decision to remain trapped in this hell for nearly a month. She had swallowed every humiliation, every pain, and every tear because of one thing—her pride. She had wanted to see Mike Laurent fall in love with her and experience the same devastating heartbreak she had endured. But reality had turned cruelly against her. Instead of making Mike suffer, she was the one being destroyed day by day until nothing remained. Elara drew a deep breath, trying to regain control of her shattered emotions. She roughly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand before pulling her phone from her dress pocket.

She was glad at least she got the opportunity to love someone but the despair was she never got to tell it to him. The biggest regret of her whole life was she never got the love she deserved. Maybe it was meant to be this way. Maybe when her fate was written, the writer had a sour mood because he only wrote despair. She wanted to laugh at the irony of her thoughts. Maybe staying like this as a captive for more than half of her life was tiring her up finally. Maybe she wasn't as strong as she thought herself to be. Maybe she had a breaking point and with all her honesty, she knew she was close to giving up on herself.