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"Multiple organ failure. Before she died, she only wanted to fix her regrets. She wanted you to confess to her, date her, propose to her... all because she'd wanted it for years. "But you rejected her every single time." Calvin's whole body started shaking. Then he completely fell apart. Right beside me, the System's voice buzzed. [Target Calvin Vance's regret value has reached 80%.] I stared at it, stunned. The System snorted. [Those three tasks were supposed to make you look miserable and farm regret points so I could repair your body. Who knew you'd finish all three and still not even break 10%.] [Good thing we're almost done.]

“ I thought that I would let you be and keep to myself, but I realize now that it was a mistake. I should have confronted you about the welcome party you threw for her when you said you were going to attend a gala. I was an idiot for believing whatever you say. In a sense, this is my fault. I didn't even mention that I wasn't feeling well and I missed my parents. In case you forgot, my parents died. They have been gone for a long time and this is where they are buried. That is why I came here to visit them. I'm not some crazy stalker like you think, but yeah, you can think whatever. I don't care anymore. You can continue taking care of Anna. She matters more to you than I do.” I lost my comp

He ran and ran, and he never got any closer. Then, at the edge of the territory, right at the border, he stopped. He couldn't go any further. He'd made the Alpha command himself. Let her go. He stood in the middle of the road under the moonlight and threw his head back and howled one last time. Then he fell to the ground and didn't get back up. I turned around and put both hands on my stomach and closed my eyes. "I'm sorry, baby," I whispered. "I'm so sorry." That was the last time I saw Lucien Blackwood for five years.

With a few swift, elegant strokes, she signed her name on the dotted line, officially ending our legal marriage. She dropped the pen onto the desk, looking directly into my eyes. Her expression was completely unreadable. "Now you can reject me," she said, her voice terrifyingly steady. My heart did a violent plunge. This was it. The final step. I stood up from my chair, drawing myself up to my full height to face her. I looked deep into her dark eyes, pushing past the sudden, suffocating wave of regret that tried to choke me. I needed to be free.

This was genuine. She knew the difference. "I believe you mean that," she said. He looked at her, searching her face for what came after it. "And it changes absolutely nothing," she said. She said it without heat. Without coldness. With the simple, clear evenness of a statement of fact about the nature of things, which was that meaning something did not retroactively alter what had been, and that genuine regret was its own complete thing, valuable in itself, and not a mechanism for undoing consequences.

As she sobbed so hard that she could barely catch her breath, she said, "How did this happen? I didn't know. I really didn't know... "Liam called me before the surgery. If only I had gone to see him... "I never meant for them to die..." I let out a mocking laugh. There was no medicine for regret in this world. I had long since stopped caring about feelings that came too late. After comforting her for a long time and seeing her emotions gradually settle, Tucker actually smiled and said, "In a way, this is a good thing too. You're no longer tied down by a family. "We can finally be together."

“I can't understand why you took so much risk. The triplets and I are fine, you shouldn’t have taken such a leap of faith.” He had his head down. “It is like, I just... I could only think about them and how much I would be disappointing them, I mean…” He babbled, his face a portrait of his thoughts. He expressed so much pain and regret, like a completely dismayed and lost man, that you could easily see how much he was suffering from it all. “All I could think about was apologizing, Lilie…” He was looking at me now. “I'm tired of being your annoyance, I'm tired of making you so unhappy.”

Trish asks Jonathan in a dark voice. "I am sorry, please. I am really, really sorry, please I regret everything." Jonathan pleaded. Trisha released Jonathan from her hold. It was too much for her. She sat there, leaning her back on a nearby wall, looking at Jonathan with a broken gaze. She wanted to let everything out. They were both crying silently, looking at each other, one with regret and another due to misery.

Not caring about his feign hurt. “I bet we all get big bonuses for bringing you in.” He says, and I turn my head back towards him. “You’re all going to regret the day you decided to side with Heath. That I promise you.” I say, with more balls than I really feel. But I can feel in my soul, if the triplets don’t get to them first, as soon as I get the chance, they’ll be dead.

"I AM THE CONSTANT. YOU ARE THE VARIABLE. AND IN THE END, THE VARIABLE ALWAYS EQUALS ZERO." ​The Giant’s chest plate opened, revealing a hollow chamber filled with Violet Static. And there, suspended in the center of the Giant’s "Heart," were three silhouettes. ​Leo’s heart stopped. ​"The Triplets..." he whispered. ​"No, Leo!" Ren’s voice screamed through the link. "Look at the frequency! Those aren't the children behind you. Those are the 'Regrets'! The versions of the triplets from the 'Deep-Archive', the ones who died in the first timeline!"