When I Disappeared, He Regretted It Novels & Stories

Blood oozed from his hands, but he continued on as if oblivious to the pain. I floated silently behind him. I watched Lamont bury his face in his hands and weep. I watched the blood from his fingers stain his face. I watched him as he was covered in dust and grit. What was the point of regretting it at this moment? The damage was already done. Rescue workers and police arrived and pinned Lamont down. He broke down and was mad with grief. “Calm down, Mr. Steward! “This is dangerous. Let us handle it, okay?”

He was beginning to understand just how much it must have hurt her to have him disappear one day from her life without any explanations, no excuse given, no reasons, he was just gone, abandoning her and all they had together. That had been a dick move and while he dreaded it, the truth was that it might have cost him the one good thing in his life. "There are things about me you don't know sweetheart, horrible things that happened in my past, they came haunting me and the best I could do was run. "I'm not proud of that and I've spent the all these months in regrets, wishing I'd done things differently, handled my mess differently...... I'm sorry, Brianna." It took a while, but she finally ca

Or maybe I’d never let myself truly think about how Luna had lost both of hers. And yet she still believed in second chances—for me, for him. Vincent had pulled me aside also. He didn’t lecture me. He didn’t even tell me I’d done the wrong thing. He just said, “When time runs out, regret doesn’t knock. It stays.” Now here I was. In front of the man who had disappeared from my life before I could even form a memory of him. He looked older than I imagined. Paler. Weaker. But his eyes… they were mine.

He took one hesitant step closer. “We can still make this work. We can try. I really miss us.” “So do I.” Hope flickered across his face. “But it’s not enough. Nothing can ever be the same again. The version of us that existed before you cheated will never exist again.” His expression fell as the room became silent again. “I made one mistake.” “Maybe. But that one mistake ruined everything.” He winced and covered his face with one hand. The sadness and regret on his face when he removed his hand almost broke me but I willed myself to remain strong. To not give in.

But it was like you'd disappeared off the face of the earth. "I waited every day for news about you." A bitter smile crossed his face. "Then I found out you'd changed your number. You disappeared from my world completely." His eyes reddened. Tears slipped down his cheeks. "I regret it. I really do. If I hadn't agreed to Lina's request back then, if I'd seen her for who she really was sooner, if I'd treated you better—" "Sawyer." I cut him off. "What's done is done. Regret won't change anything."

The confession stole the words from my mouth. For the first time since the mating ceremony, I saw the weight he carried. The regret. The guilt. The knowledge that he had made a choice he could never undo. "I regretted it the moment you walked away," he admitted quietly. "I told myself I was doing the right thing. Then you disappeared, and nothing felt right anymore." I wanted to dismiss his words and stay angry Instead, I found myself wondering if he was telling the truth.

For the first time in years, I forgot to be angry. When he walked me to my door, he didn't try to kiss me. He just took my hand and held it for a long moment. His palm was warm. Calloused. Real. "Can I see you again tomorrow?" he asked. "Tomorrow is Lily's parent-teacher conference." "Then I'll see you at Lily's parent-teacher conference." I laughed. "You're not giving up, are you?" "I gave up once." His voice dropped. "It almost killed me. I'm not making that mistake again."

For a moment, the muffled bass from upstairs seemed to fade, and all I could hear was the frantic, heavy sound of my own pulse pounding in my ears. Then I looked away, breaking his gaze. “You don’t understand,” I muttered, the words meant more for myself than for him. He tilted his head, considering me. “Maybe not. But I understand what happens when you lose something you didn’t think you’d care about until it’s already gone. I know that particular flavor of regret.”