When Regret Comes Too Late Novels & Stories

"You'll regret this." I entered and shut the door and lowered the window a bit, “no, Claudia. Part of me only regrets that I ever gave you a reason to believe I would come back.” Then I threw on the gears and the car was left behind as the car surged on and left her in a cloud of concrete and smoke. The horizon ahead was long and desolate yet my heart was constricted. I could hear the words of Jonathan spoken earlier; Don't do anything stupid. I sighed, gripping the wheel. "Too late."

I should have stayed with her that night. Now I realize how painful regrets are. They come out of nowhere, without warning. They hit you so suddenly that you can’t fight them—you can only accept them. Regret lets you live, but it will haunt you forever, and you will never be able to escape it. It strikes you whenever you are eating, sitting, talking, or even just breathing.

Baby The very last emotion that washed over me was regret. This is the state of feeling repentant over something that failed. So this is what really defeat feels like. Defeat. In a flash it brought me these questions, What do retrievers regret most the moment they knew their dying? The moment they look death in the eye for him to take them? Is it failed relationships or not even having one? Is it maybe missing opportunities to be real normal people? or just maybe simply living life more?

she said as she stood up. "Listen, child. I know how it feels deeply regret what you should have done a long time ago." She said, her voice laced with bitterness. "My story is similar to yours, you know? My stupid pride prevented me from admitting the fact that I couldn't live without him and then I ended up losing him." Her voice was breaking, "In the worst possible way. By the time I made up my mind to tell him how I felt, it was too late. I live every day in regret, wishing I could turn back time."

In the most dangerous seventh month of my twin pregnancy, Adrian invited friends over and threw a welcome-home dinner for Vivian, who had just returned to the country. During a round of truth or dare, someone asked him, "If Serena and Vivian both fell into the water and there was only one life jacket, who would you give it to?" I was in the nursery folding baby clothes when I heard his answer come without a moment's hesitation. "Vivi. Serena's tough. She can swim back on her own." My mother chimed in, "Rena grew up in the countryside. She's tough as nails. But Vivi is delicate. She can't handle that kind of scare." Then my brother, the one I had poured everything into putting through scho

Why not? Numbness spreads through my fingers and toes, but I'm proud to say that I act normal. Like my whole world isn't crashing down around my ears. Like my sweet boyfriend isn't waiting for me in the parking lot, clueless as fuck. "As in... you didn't want me to come? You regret what happened yesterday?" Will I die of this sweet ache? "I—regret? Theresa, come on." Dr Strom glares at me like I'm the one who's being confusing as hell. "Of course I don't regret it one bit. That was—I will treasure that memory, even if we don't... even if we never..."

he mumbled to himself in anguish. “Devoted lovers really do exist in this world.” Elder Gibson realized that Melanie was here when she spoke. He turned around, and walked over to her with his hands behind his back. “What are you doing here at such a late hour?” “Trying to get free accommodation,” Melanie said teasingly. Elder Gibson glared jokingly at her, and she added, “People asked the heavens why regrets exist in life. The heavens reply: this world is full of regrets. People wouldn’t know what happiness is without regrets.”

he insisted, desperation creeping into his tone. “What’s there to regret now? Other than regretting that, I fell for you. I regret the day I met you. I regret the day I started falling for you! I regret everything, Julian. Everything! I wish I could forget you forever. I wish I could!” I yelled, my voice cracking as I glanced at Jane and Jason, who had begun to stir. “I regret our union, which brought about these innocent little cuties!” I added, my heart breaking further.

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. 'Hope next life, you actually know what you want.'

Richard kept talking. "Every day, he goes to her tombstone and falls to his knees to repent. When he was younger, he refused to listen and let others influence him, and he did a lot of things to hurt his mother. He regrets it now, but it is already too late." Jonathan's eyes went red. He ducked his head, fighting back the tears.