Too Late For Regret Novels & Stories

Not our divorce. His regret.

I retorted. "Who am I going to marry? Idiot, I don't have anyone." He leaned back against the couch headboard and looked up at the ceiling. "If I could turn back time, I would gladly accept her love." "That's because you're an idiot. You're already ugly, and you're stupid too." I was right, though. He was stupid and idiotic for neglecting the person who was there for him. "Okay! You're right... Regret always comes at the end," Cleo said sadly.

"Josie... If I had realized my mistakes earlier, if we had gone to register our marriage... do you think the ending would have been different?" Josie paused. She turned to look at him—really look at him. And for a moment, ten years of memories surged up like a tidal wave, pulling her under. Finally, she spoke. "But there's no such thing as 'if.'" There is no medicine for regret. What's done is done. The past cannot be rewritten. "Graham, there's no going back in life. It's time to look forward."

Her voice cracked. "Quentin's gone. The doctor said it was from a broken heart. He said his biggest regret was how he treated you. He divorced Rainee after the baby... but he couldn't face you. Too scared. Too ashamed." My throat went dry. Lips pressed tight. Why do people always wait till it's too late? I opened the letter. One line. [May we meet again in the next life and start over.] I let out a breath. Then I lit the letter on fire.

“One of my biggest regrets to this day was disappearing and not sorting out my shit fast enough to show up in his life sooner. When I found out I was pregnant, I thought I should have told him but I wasn’t even sure if that's what I wanted, I thought I had ruined our relationship.” I studied her. “Yeah.” I said with a steady voice, “That was your mistake, your regret and you stayed away for far too long. And now… you’ve shown up late, when Raphael has already moved on.” Her smile faltered only for a second before she caught herself.