The Rose Sorry Novels & Stories

she finished pinning her eyes on me. "Look, we aren't new to all this, we all know that you are only pretending to be sorry but when given opportunity to come closer, you would bring out your serpent color" Rose flared. "Please my apologies are genuine and I'm not talking to you Rose so mind your business?" Lisa snapped. Seemed she had forgotten she was asking for forgiveness, it could only mean what Rose was saying about her pretending was the truth. She couldn't even hide her attitude properly and I really do not believe people change that quick.

He clasped his palms together, "I'm so sorry for blowing up tonight. I just...I have no excuse, sir. I let my emotions get the best of me and I lost control. I shouldn't have said anything, I'm so sorry." Sebastian smiled lightly. He shook his head, "no, I should be the one apologizing. I'm sorry for crossing the line. I don't like Keane but that doesn't mean I should impose that on you. Like you said, you're free to hangout with whoever. I'm sorry for forgetting that." It was as if a heavy weight was lifted off Dante's shoulders. He didn't expect Sebastian to apologize and that warmed his heart. He looked genuinely sorry so Dante had no reason to doubt him.

Chapter Six: LAYING LOW “I’m sorry… there are things I’m keeping from you.” Rojean said to Lucas when they got out of the car before sighing to herself. They were now walking to Lucas’ car so they could go home although Rojean seemed a little cautious of her surroundings if the others were really gone and were other people following her? Lucas could only look at her too before thinking of a question. “Who died? Why are you involved in this? Isn’t it a bit illegal? It feels illegal to me, babe.”

" with that, her father hanged up. Hot tears started falling from her eyes. "Crying for real this time ." Kingsley taunted her. "Miss Westwood..... I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I'm really sorry. My Dad will kill me when I get home..... please I beg you to forgive me and save my family business ." Rose went on her knees and started begging Jane to everyone's total surprised. "Oh really? Are you really that sorry?" Jane asked her sarcastically. "Yes... yes.. yes... I'm really sorry Miss Westwood. " Rose nodded her vigorously.

Rose sniffed. “I want them to never be deprived of parental love as I was.” Rose looked up, and that was when she realized herself. “Oh! I am sorry for spilling too much and spoiling the fun; I promise I didn’t know when I did that,” she apologized immediately and wiped her tears in shame. She couldn’t believe she just showed two men her weakness. “Sorry? You don’t have to be sorry, Rose,” Mr. Reynolds stood up from his seat and walked to Rose, his eyes filled with pity.

"Why do you get upset so easily?" Rose didn't answer. She puffed her cheeks and it made her even more angry, but Rion knew that he had to stop, or Rose would be really angry, and Rion would be kicked out of their bedroom, and that wasn't very funny. "I'm sorry," he said, with an unapologetic look. He smiled broadly. Rion looked very annoying in Rose's eyes. The woman wanted to break free but Rion didn't let her go. He had to repeat his apology before Rose's patience had run out.

Stefan nudged Naomi, and this latter had tears of humiliation in her eyes as she said in a hushed tone of voice that was somewhat proud, “I am sorry.” “Hmm?” Rose was totally baffled by the apology, and though she now understood what she was here for, she didn’t want to make it easy for her. “About what?” Naomi shot her a look that was pure rage, pure hatred, biting on her bottom lip in a way that indicated just how angry she was. “I was out of line earlier,” Naomi soon hissed through gritted teeth, eyes narrowed. This wasn’t by any shape or form a proper apology, but Rose would gladly take it still.

A soft knock woke Rose as her eyes fluttered open slowly. She had a slight headache from crying the previous day. On her bed was a bouquet of Roses with a note which read, [I’m sorry about yesterday, Happy 3rd Anniversary.] A smile stretched Rose’s face as she lifted the flowers to smell them. She was allergic to Roses which was funny because her name was Rose. But she held them with a full heart, ‘He must have been in such a hurry that he forgot about my allergy.’ she thought just as Ethan walked in.

“I'm sorry. I should have called you when I arrived but I was busy taking care of some business. Sorry, for making you worry so much." Rose finally spoke in a soft, regretful voice. She herself wasn't sure why she sounded regretful. Is it the fact that she is regretful about the past or was it the fact that she is regretful for making Alisa worried?

How could I have been so blind to the depth of her pain, so deaf to the cries of her heart? Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I reached out to brush a lock of hair from her face, the gesture tinged with a sorrow too profound for words. "I'm sorry, Rose," I whispered, my voice a fragile echo in the silence of the cabin. "I'm sorry for everything."