When I Disappeared, He Regretted It Novels & Stories

"I don't care. But make sure of one thing. Never regret your decisions right now. Because the way you're doing this might end up with something that will only hurt the both of us." Callum turned around. And left. Elise stood frozen in place. She watched her husband's back disappear down the hallway, then smiled bitterly. "Elise Voss," Elise whispered softly. "It seems I can finally accept that name now... after hearing it from you."

His eyes looked confused, sad, regretful and of course very angry. I was about to say sorry but he turned to walk away. I didn’t have the strength to move and follow him so I just stared at his back. I felt a lump in my throat. I lowered my eyes to the ground and saw his glasses. I picked them up and bit my bottom lip when I discovered that they were broken beyond repair. That was the last time I saw him. I felt guilty and wanted to say sorry but he was already gone. I knew he truly loved me but due to my stupidity, I lost him. It was too late for regrets.

His eyes were drizzling like a stream. He couldn't find any way to console himself. There was nothing left except regret. The someone, whom he had loved, had lost her life because of his hasty decisions. He didn't think for a second that Ivana could ever betray him. But no, he didn't think about another aspect of this coin. His regret was dripping with each tear.

I missed her so much and the hollow feeling in my chest was evidence enough. It had taken me four whole years to find her whereabouts after she disappeared without a trace five years ago. The last time I saw Kristine was the day that incident had occurred between her and Lydia at the company. I couldn't really blame her for leaving; I was such a blindfolded fool then. I neglected her truth and chose to believe Lydia's lies instead. Recalling how I had reacted aggressively to defend Lydia's accusations made my heart churn with anguish and despair. Heck, I don't deserve Kristine. That's all I could say. I don't deserve her forgiveness at all. But I'd have to try to earn it somehow as my stubbo

He breathed a deep sigh. “Trust me, I have been regretting. I have not been myself for the past three years. I have been reflecting on what happened. I shouldn't have cheated. I didn't know Kate would be so evil to set you up for drugs. I'm sorry…. I'm truly sorry. If I were to turn the hands of the clock, I would choose you over and over again. I know it's too late to be making confessions but I just wanted you to know that I was truly sorry. I regretted my actions everyday for the past three years especially when you disappeared without a trace”

It haunted me, wrapping around me like chains I couldn’t get rid of no matter how I tried. Should I listen to whatever he has to say? I was conflicted. A part of me screamed no he’d abandoned me once before without a single word, leaving me to pick up the pieces of my shattered heart. But another part of me wanted to go. To hear him out. His eyes carried so much regret, I couldn’t help but feel confused about what to do. It had been almost ten years, and when he first disappeared, it was so hard for me to move on. The thought of what really happened kept me awake at night. Why did he leave me when we talked about getting married, starting a family, having kids?

What the hell can I even offer her? God knows how long I drifted like that. One day, Frank called to check in. He tried to encourage me, said, “It’s not like you’ve got nothing. You’ve still got shares in the company. You’re young. You can make a comeback.” My voice was dead flat: “So what? Everyone I care about is gone.” He went quiet for a few seconds. Then apologized. Said he never should’ve talked me into getting back with Amelia. I gave a bitter laugh. “Wasn’t your fault.”

“Relax, Meadow. I’m not calling you about my dad. I just wanted to talk to you.” What did he want to say to me after all these years? “Mr. Anderson, I don’t think we have anything to talk about.” “Meadow, you can’t act like this isn’t strange! You disappeared seven years ago, only to reappear today as Doctor Meadow Enrique. What is going on? Are you really Doctor Meadow Enrique, or did you come back to New York for something else? Did you come with all this charade of being a doctor just to get my attention?”

“Even when we were kids. I was always there… always trying… and you never looked at me.” I stared at him. “You didn’t even know I existed.”His voice broke again. “I was angry…Stupid. I thought if you were gone… then none of us would have you..” My stomach twisted. “But the moment it happened…” he continued, shaking his head. “I knew I made a mistake. The biggest mistake of my life.” Tears streamed down his face.“I regretted it every single day.” My hands trembled. “That’s why I disappeared,” he said. “I couldn’t face you. I faked my death. I stayed away… watching from a distance.”

My hands started shaking every time I picked up the phone or answered the door. I kept thinking it was Adam. That he was calling me or showing up at my house... Each time I was disappointed. It seemed Adam had decided to stay out of my life for good. I regretted everything. I regretted letting things start between us. I regretted allowing myself to fall for him. I regretted not letting things go further when I had the chance. But most of all, I regretted losing him. The emptiness he left behind followed me everywhere, and each day without him felt heavier than the last.