Sorry Paragraph For Him Novels & Stories

"I'm super duper sorry Ava, Adam needed me to run an errand for him. He's a nice guy, I couldn't say no. I'm so sorry B. F. F. A. E. " Well, she has a good excuse and from what I noticed, Adam really is a nice old man. "Well its ok, and thank God you had a good excuse, if not, it'll be just a B. F. Without the F. A. E (forever and ever). "

He continued I hummed my response "I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that." He added I hummed my response "I know you miss your friends and I know that you have a life before everything happened." He said I hummed my response. He turned around and looked at me "Ivy" I hummed my response "I’m sorry for whatever happened." He apologized

“I-I’m sorry.” “Hey, I’m all right. Don’t worry.” “But—” “It’s just a minor wound. Calm down.” The handsome man pulled out the katana sword that was stabbing his chest slowly. He looked grimaced in pain. “Sorry. I-I’m really sorry for.” “There’s no need to apologize. I will not die. It’s a sword that I made by myself, after all. It’s fine.” “But you got hurt because of me. I’m useless--“

“Pardon me for feeling like this after losing someone dear to me. Pardon me for not having a huge appetite to celebrate his gory death.” Without waiting for his apology, I brushed past him to the adjoining bathroom and locked it behind me. “Baby,” His voice was full of remorse as he knocked on the door. “I'm sorry for bringing up his name like that. You know how stupid I can be at times. Please forgive me, Cathie. I won't bother you anymore to eat.” Sighing, I pressed my back to the door and raked my fingers through my tresses. Fuck, I had no idea why I had blown the whole thing out of proportion.

"I know. It's not like me. But I have to learn to accept when I do something wrong. In this case, I restricted your involvement and didn't bother to double-check the manufacturing specs myself." I dismiss his apology with a wave of the hand. "It's okay. It didn't set me back, so we're all good. I will be taking the rest of the day off, though, to get that much-needed sleep." "Why don't we go for drinks later on?" What is this man on today? Prescription meds? Did someone take the Connor Everest I know and swap him with a more agreeable model? "Why?" I fold my arms. "It's to...uhm," he clears his throat, "say thank you. Also, I think we might have gotten off on the wrong foot as neighbors, and

He immediately cut me off. “My apology’s real. I am sincerely sorry for all the things I said earlier. I admit that I wasn’t thinking right. And on behalf of my grandfather, I’m also sorry for his ignorant and upsetting actions.” He said, and throughout his plea he didn’t break his eye contact with me, making him more sincere. I am left dumbfounded and speechless, as my lips remain agape and my eyes staring at him in disbelief. Is this the same Zackary Hernandez that I grew up with? Never in my life have I seen him that way. He’s so convincing and his words are truly heartwarming.

Help me out as in shutting her up so I don't say any stuff to her. He nods his head and says " Ma'am I am so so sorry that I took your daughter away like that but the thing is I need some mental help as my uncle is in a coma . He had an accident and I haven't been coping well so she has been helping me lately. Please don't scold her " he says with a heartbroken expression. This guy should totally get an Oscar. He's a better actor than my whole family is.

I stand up and walk around the bed and lay my hand on her shoulder. "What do you mean who am I? It's me? Zapora? Your MATE!" She cries. He looks at her for a minute and then his eyes widen. He grabs her and crushes her into a hug, "Zapora! Oh thank god! I'm so sorry! I forgot something's from all they've done to me. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." She smiles as she hugs him back, "You kept your promise." He frowns a little, but said "Yeah...yeah I did keep my promise."

He walks over to his desk and sits I do the same. "I could smell your perfume.” He shrugs. He offers me a small smile. “I want to apologize for ghosting you. I had a good reason to something happened in the family, so I had to go back, I got back last night... My cousin’s wife had an accident, and she lost their baby. I went to the funeral it was yesterday. I needed to support my cousin and his wife..." he explains. You could see the pure sadness in his eyes. I nod in understanding "I'm sorry how far was she?" I ask

he says while chewing, his voice barely coming out as he swallows in a rush. I pull out the chair across from him. “So, what do I owe this pleasure?” He slows down, dropping the half-eaten sandwich before looking up at me. “I heard about Elara and Cora. Man, I’m really sorry for your loss.” I nod, tired of hearing the same thing over and over again. “Is that all?” “Of course it is,” he entwines his fingers and looks at me as if I said something that hurt him gravely. “I know you’re grieving, Damon, but you don’t have to be an asshole about it.”