Terribly Sorry Novels & Stories

"The Amos family may survive without you or your pride, but it cannot survive without me." He struck Terry's other knee, forcing him down completely. The arrogant heir who had never once been told to apologize was now being humiliated in front of everyone. The shame burned Harvey as much as it did Terry, but Harvey had no choice. The doctor standing before them was his only chance at a cure. Terry saw the anguish in his grandfather's eyes. To him, kneeling like this felt like being pressed against sizzling oil, but he could not resist. Through clenched teeth, he forced the words out. "Fine. Fine! I… I am sorry!"

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.

"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.”

That's why I can't love you in the dark It feels like we're oceans apart There is so much space between us Baby, we're already defeated 'Cause, ah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Everything changed me And I-I-I-I-I don't think you can save me " I am sorry ,harry " I say and leave the stage and notice that few tears have escaped me eyes. I hear harry approaching me but Cheryl stops him ,making him stay. The crowd goes wild and i hear all of them chanting 'clarry' . They all know now.

I don't want to panic but she's not moving "Oh uhm ma'am I'm so sorry," he says frowning, and a tear runs down my face. Sorry. Sorry is a word someone uses to tell you bad news and hearing 'sorry' from a medical person doesn't end well "What wh-" I start to ask what the hell is going on but Daniel's voice cuts me off. I don't even know what to do with myself. Tears are running down my face and I feel hopeless again. This was supposed to be a good day what the fuck is happening

"I'm sorry. God, Az, I am so sorry." "Sorry?" I scoffed, wiping the hot tears from my cheeks with the back of my hand, staring at him with unadulterated disdain. "Sorry doesn't fix a broken life, Declan. If I had died in that ocean five years ago, who would be sitting here listening to your pathetic 'sorry'?"

Dante turned his back to me and walked to his car. ‘No! I didn’t mean it. I didn’t mean any of it! I’m sorry! I’m very sorry!’ I wanted to scream at him, but my words refused to leave my mouth. I just stood, watching him enter his car and zoom off. I’m sorry. I messed up. I messed up big time. I’m a horrible person. A horrible, despicable person.