Terribly Sorry Novels & Stories

I pleaded with my mom tearfully. My mom was shocked. “W-what did you just say? You were responsible for Meadow’s pregnancy back then?” I nodded. “Yes, Mom. I’m sorry. I was so scared, and I didn’t want to disappoint you and Dad. But now I know that what I did was wrong and unacceptable.” “How could you, Matt? You stood there that day and watched while the poor girl was being tortured by her parents, and you didn’t say a word?” my mother asked, disappointment written all over her face.

I couldn’t stop shaking. He sat down beside me, close but not quite touching. “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice low and rough. “For every single day you spent running. For that motel, for my mother slapping you. For all of it.” Tears filled my eyes. “Sorry won’t give me back three months,” I whispered. “Sorry won’t undo the gala, it doesn’t make four million people stop calling me a liar.” “I know.” “Sorry doesn’t fix anything.”

She was terribly frightened. “It was… I was the one who did it… Sorry!”

"I'm sorry, okay, but I gotta go, we will see later. **** T b c

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"Don't. You. Dare." "No," I sobbed. "You deserve someone better. Someone who will do as you say, someone perfect. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I failed you, I'm sorry." I'm sorry I failed. I'm so sorry. I looked at Salazar's dreadful yet stern face once again and gave him a small smile. I mustered up the courage and held my chest. "I-I." "No." "S-Suerini-ity A-Alt-a-amer-a.."

They failed her, they knew it she understood they felt extremely bad for it but shipping her away wasn't the way to go about it They hadn't spoken more than a few words to her since she got back but she knew they'd known everything by now. Who cares? Damage's been done already, wounds are already down deep. She wanted everything and everyone silent. She clutched her phone in her palms then turned it on and played Maybe by Lewis Capaldi Then Bruises by Lewis Capaldi She placed her phone on a ceramic table next to her, took off her clothes filled the bathtub with warm water, and went in. She could hear her mum sobbing behind the door. "Jan is sorry, please forgive her," she said She sighed, sh

I stuttered, my heart thudding violently against my chest as I hoped and even prayed it wasn't what I was thinking. “We're truly sorry but...” “He didn't make it.”

His eyes pierce mine when he turns and holds my hand in his warm ones. “I know it’s long overdue, but I’m so fucking sorry Harper. I’m sorry for cheating on you. I’m sorry for hurting you. I’m sorry for treating you like shit. I’m so fucking sorry for making your life miserable and unbearable. I’m sorry that I didn’t see the treasure I had all because I was lost and miserable in my own world. I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I hope you accept it. I’m so sorry. More than you’ll ever know.”

We'd be okay. "I am so sorry baby,"