Romans & histoires Too Late For A Second Chance

“I… I love you, Sophia. I always have. I know I should have told you my feelings a long… long ago. I can’t rewind time because it’s not possible for me. But all I can request is for a second chance if … if it’s not that late.” . #TBC

Wasn't it them who hurted her so much since the moment they got to know she is their mate and now, they are the one who is asking for a second chance. A sheen layer of tears formed in her eyes. "Second chance a-are given to those who commit mistakes, w-what you all did is n-not a mistake but a choice. And there are no second chance for those who committ things with their choice, with t-their own will." She said, her voice breaking in between.

Usher fell silent as Rowena's question managed to spark a glimmer of hope in his mind. Frankly, there was nothing he hoped for more than a second chance, a chance to make things right, a chance to avoid all the unfortunate incidents. But Usher's logic scoffed at the suggestion. It sounded irrational. There were no second chances in this world, especially not for someone as guilty as he was. Yet there was a part of Usher that hoped for the opposite. If there was a second chance, could he change everything that had happened?

"Give me a second chance..." I ignored him, taking a step back. They always wanted a second chance, one they couldn't keep. In the past, second chances had been given to members to prove themselves. However, they run to the rival tent the first chance they get and give them incriminating information with which they could be defeated. "You've blown all your chances, James; in your next life, I am sure you'd choose to stay loyal no matter what."

I touched my face, and my eyes landed on the calendar. 2016? “Mum... are we not in 2026?” “2026? Are you crazy?” “You have an interview this morning, remember? I've made breakfast. Get dressed and come downstairs quickly, okay?” “Hmmm.” I flashed her a smile as I slumped onto the bed. I thought I died... What happened? My mind flashed back to that moon. Could it be the light? I remembered making a wish. Could it be that the heavens heard me? So I'm not dead. Is this a second chance... To rewrite my mistakes?

"What would you advise, then? We have been talking to each other for over a few months. You've never hesitated to provide me with your excellent advice." She shrugged to herself. "You sound young. You shouldn't give up all the fish in the sea for one failed catch." The minute the words left her mouth, she realized she had made a blunder. What if the person suspected she wasn't herself, because she had mentioned her assumption based on his voice over the phone? Fortunately, the person failed to capture her error, and then he continued, "Since you say that I shouldn't give up all the fish in the sea, would you be willing to be my fish?"

“I broke up with her back in college because she wanted to settle down and I didn’t. I’ve regretted it every damn day, and then she finally gave me a second chance. I was supposed to meet with her for dinner tonight and obviously couldn’t. Now I can’t get a hold of her and I’m not doing a very good job showing her I changed. Getting arrested doesn’t say I’ve grown up and changed, does it?” “No, it doesn’t. But you have grown up and changed. You have just in the short time I’ve known you. And getting arrested was bullshit. You didn’t do anything wrong, and you have Wes to back you up on that.” “I know. It feels…it feels like I blew this second chance, though.” “I get it,” she tells me. “And I

When I turned to close my door, Marcus was there and without saying anything he kissed me. My adrenalin had kicked in and the fact that my dangerous outing had caused this. I knew deep down that Marcus and I had a connection but until this very moment I hadn't realized that he had felt more than he did in this exact moment. Instead of making an objection, I closed my eyes and wrapped my arm around his waist and the other with the other hand, it slithered to his cheek where it rested. I am sorry for doing such a reckless thing tonight. I should of thought this through and spoke to you about it first. I meant the apology and deep within myself, I wanted to make it up to him but going about it

A pair of pale hands slid down the misty glass, leaving chaotic streaks like they were fading from life itself. The next second, a large hand pressed over hers. Their fingers intertwined. The fog melted into fragrant dew... Midnight had long passed. Candice leaned against his chest, unmoving. "How long has it been past that half hour?" A voice came from above. She replied lazily, "Twenty minutes. We still have ten left." Charlie helped straighten her clothes. "Why don’t we use those ten minutes to go home and sleep?" Candice shook her head. "No, I like it here."

Unexpectedly, Rebecca had the audacity to show up at my doorstep, shamelessly wailing outside the Hale Group's building. "I was blind before! I couldn't see the scheme those two snakes were running. Tyler, I've thought about it for the past five years, and I've learned so much! People shouldn't trample on others' sincerity. I've made up my mind—I will be completely devoted to you. Tyler, forgive me for the mistakes I made unknowingly! Please give us another chance. I know now that everything you did was to make me realize the truth. I'm wide awake now. I really know I was wrong, and from now on, I'll love you with all my heart!"