When I Disappeared, He Regretted It 소설 & 이야기

Emily. My life has never been more miserable than it is now, I had thought I had it all. That getting Gwen’s property was my best plan, I had thought I would get away with it but I was wrong. I started regretting my decisions the day after Ian left, I haven’t seen him since then and he hasn’t bothered to come visit either. I kept telling myself that I should not have done what I did, I shouldn’t have taken Jason out of his house that day. I should have closed my eyes to the past—to how he treated me and then moved on with him.

The plane that sank in the high seas disappeared somewhere. Hurt? Of course. It really hurts. Until it feels like he can't get back up. It is the biggest regret of his life. Because he hasn't had time to confess his feelings to Kamila. So if Haidar says he doesn't know what he's feeling, Haidar is wrong. Keanu had felt it even more painful. The regret was much more painful.

He asked, his tone aggressive. I honestly didn’t have time for drama, especially his, so I decided to dismiss him. “Yes, Ralph.” I affirmed. “I have to go back to being silent now.” I said and he understood that I had dismissed him. But before he left, he said, “I don’t regret anything I’ve done.” I frowned, confused by his words as he strolled away but then I sighed and waved it off. Almost immediately, Andrea crept closer and replaced him. “What was that about?” She asked me.

He is the only man that made me so damn confuse and he made my heart…drowned and now he is telling me that he would vanish? Why is he so unfair? “You would regret that you met me so I’m telling the truth now to make your head clear-“ “I don’t want the truth! I am the one who will find out the truth! Just…don’t disappear!” I shouted in irritation. Why is he kept telling me that I would regret that I met him? I don’t understand him! Why would I regret when he helped in everything? He is the reason why I found out the truth behind the tattoo. He is the reason why I keep going on in this fucking case and now he’s telling me that I would regret? Am I stupid to regret?!

My grip tightened around my keys as I scowled at him. "What are you doing here?" My voice cracked, but I masked it with anger. "Did you come to laugh at me?" He shook his head immediately. "I would never do that, Sage." I scoffed. "Right. Just like you’d never ignore me for months?" His lips pressed into a tight line, guilt flashing in his eyes. "I’m sorry," he said, voice quieter. "For everything. For disappearing, for not calling, for leaving you behind. There is no amount of apology that would make you feel better but it’s a start. I messed up and I deeply regret it.”

“No. I didn’t build this for twenty fucking years just to watch it get ripped away. Nobody’s taking this from me. Nobody.” But as another box slammed shut, the sound rang through him like a coffin lid. And in the hollow space left in his chest, one name kept echoing. Reid.

The bond I once believed in, the vows I once cherished they all clawed at me, begging not to be erased. But there was no going back. Not anymore. Michael was waiting just outside the hospital doors when I emerged. My face was pale, my eyes red, but my chin was still lifted. "Well?" he asked, though the answer was already clear. "It's done." "Did he beg?" His tongue was light, teasing, but I saw him searching my face for cracks. "No. He didn't even flinch." "Forget him." He shoved his hands deeper into his pockets, kicking at the ground. "You know, one day he's going to realize what he lost. And when he does, I'll laugh in his face."

I screamed, my voice breaking into sobs. The weight of my mistakes crashed over me like a tidal wave. For a whole week, I had ignored him, resented him, wished he would vanish. And now… now he had obeyed. He had vanished, forever. I clutched him to my chest, rocking back and forth, my tears soaking his tiny blanket. My mind raced in circles, grief and regret twisting like knives in my gut. “What am I supposed to do now?” I wailed into the night, my cries swallowed by the silence.

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.

Somehow that was worse. I lay awake until dawn, touching my lips and hating myself so much I could barely breathe. He had a Luna. He had a ceremony in a month. And two years ago, he stood on that balcony and told his sister and his Beta that I was something to use and throw away. Nothing had changed. Nothing. 'He cried,' Nyx whispered. 'Drunk men cry.' 'He said he did it on purpose. He said he wanted us gone. Why would he want us gone if...'