Terribly Sorry Novels & Stories

“I told you. I do my homework. I don’t enter unprofitable deals.” “I know, but remembering things like that about me is still… weird. It’s almost creepy,” I muttered, folding my arms. “She’s still getting dismissed,” he continued. “I was in a hurry. If that had been life or death, her endless questions could’ve delayed treatment. And then she’d apologize after it was too late.” “That’s not enough reason!” I raised my voice. “She begged. She said she was sorry.” He looked at me steadily. “Sorry doesn’t fix everything, Mrs. Terisa. Not every apology heals damage. And not everyone deserves a second chance.”

I commented, feeling sorry for that baby. “Yes, but the damage has already been done. What can we do? Let's just face the consequences,” he said, kissing the forehead of the girl, who had gone back to sleep, and then kissing my son's forehead. “I’m so sorry, Ava. We were so happy, I’m sorry for ruining everything.” He was looking at me sadly. I shook my head with a complacent expression on my face. “It's okay, Terry. I know you tried to do your best at all times; embarrassments always end up appearing,” I told him, leaning over slightly to kiss him.

Her grief transformed into sheer despair and unbearable pain. Dad dropped to his knees with a heavy thump in front of my lifeless body. "Nina, I'm sorry," he repeated again and again. He slammed his fists against the floor in a mix of rage and regret. He pounded so hard that blood ran from his knuckles, yet he felt no pain. He reached to pull his coat over me, but an officer stopped him. "Mr. Graham, I'm sorry. Nina's body is still considered evidence and cannot be touched."

Still clinging to his chest, he wrapped her in a towel and slowly laid down on the bed, lying next to her, and while he tucked her in like a child, he didn’t take his eyes off her. “Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked him, feeling uneasy. “Forgive me, Emma,” his deep voice trembled for a moment. “Because of everything I said, did, because of the pain, I caused you, even though I had my faults, it does not justify my actions, and I want you to know that I am truly sorry. “

I tightly closed my eyes once more, whispering a final, desperate promise deep into the quiet chambers of my heart: I am so incredibly sorry. Just save my life… and I swear I will spend every single day of the rest of my life making it up to you.

Breaking eye contact, I couldn't help but shift my gaze to the floor, feeling the weight of what I was about to admit. "Shelly, I'm so sorry. I did something terrible. I... I kidnapped him." The words hung heavily in the air, each syllable thicker than the last. "I took him to my brother's meeting place." My voice cracked, raw with remorse. "I’m so, so sorry, Shelly. Truly, I am." As I spoke, I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, threatening to spill over. The regret was consuming me, each moment a reminder of my mistake.

“I know what I did is wrong and I'm saying this not because I feel guilty, I'm saying this because I know I can't hide this forever. I want to ask for your forgiveness but I know it's impossible for you to forgive me and it's not going to be easy. You can hate me and curse me as much as you want and I won't do anything but accept all of it because I deserve that. I don't know what to say or to do anymore, I hurt you a lot and now I left another problem, “I'm sorry, Heart. I needed money for Mark's treatment. I thought he will get better after the operation but he didn't. He... Died. You must be thinking how horrible I am because I borrowed money under your name to use it for my lover's treat

After Melody cheated and returned to the family, I started posting online every day. [Is cheating addictive?] [Just how thrilling is cheating, really?] [When a woman cheats, does she feel worse for her kids or her lover?] … I tagged her school in every post, making sure each one appeared right in front of her students, her colleagues, and even her lover. Everyone told me to stop making such an ugly scene and be the bigger person. Only Melody stood up for me. "I'm the one who did something wrong. It's only fair to let Tony vent a little." That lasted until my 99th post. Then Melody stormed in as if she'd lost her mind and smashed my computer. "Anthony, are you ever going to stop? I alr

Chapter 1 - Who the hell owns these death devils? --- "Is it too late now to say sorry? Cause I'm missing more than just your body. Is it too late now to say sorry? Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah. Is it too late to say that I'm sorry now?" I sang completely off-tune to Justin Bieber’s song, tapping my foot on the floor of the car as my fingers tapped on the steering wheel.

Even though it's only the first day of his arrival in this luxurious place, Terry has been involved in many scandals, which really makes Louis regret, "I'm sorry... this place... is very complicated. complex. I shouldn't have let you come here! I... I'm sorry!" There was a tear in the corner of Louis' eye. When Terry saw this, he waved his hand and said, "It's okay! I'm fine! I know you've always been good to me, but this only blames me for being too gullible and gullible. After so many times, I still haven't learned from it! I'm sorry!" Louis shook his head miserably, "It's not my fault, it's because I didn't protect you!" Louis' tears finally fell. When Terry saw this, he moved closer and