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Only ice-cold certainty. He'd regret this. They both would.

She bit her lower lip and glared at the culprit behind it all. "Matthew, you will also become a cripple." Keeping her eyes on him, she suddenly laughed very softly. "You will break both your legs and become crippled. Then, you'll slowly lose everything you have. Mark my words."

What if she hurt him? What if she spins lies into my boy's head and turns him against me? I palmed my head as the thoughts ravaged my heart, my soul. I should have kept my mouth shut. I should not have lost my anger. I should have hung up immediately I agreed to donate my kidney. Wave after wave of regret coursed through me, and I didn't wipe the tears that dripped down my face. I maintained that position for a long while, losing myself in the maelstrom of emotions coursing through me.

“Everything is fine.” “Are you sure?” “Yes, Etta. I just want you to trust me this time,” I whispered into her ears. “That tickles,” she giggled while I wrapped my hands around her. So many regrets I’ve suffered from in the past. Etta was right. If only I had just given her a chance–maybe if I had listened to her, Valerie would still be here with us. Nobody would have died. And that’s why I’m never going to allow Gloria and Katty to get away with it. This isn’t my usual self, but this second chance given to me by the universe is never going to a waste.

“But you’ll regret more. Every moment you waste time, she slips further from you. And when you finally see her again… well, let’s just say she won’t be the same.” My vision blurred red and I struck.

She had no one to turn to now that her foolishness had cost her everything. She looked down at JJ, who had finally quieted, sucking contentedly on his tiny fist. His innocence, his complete trust in her, made her chest ache. She'd played so many people and hurt so many lives, and for what? To end up alone, betrayed by the one person she thought would never turn the tables on her? The irony wasn't lost on her. She'd made her whole life about using people, about staying one step ahead. Now here she was, outplayed at her own game, with nothing but a baby and a mountain of regrets to show for it.

He could not believe how I had struggled through sickness alone, waiting for a wedding day that would never come, until my heart was so broken I had to leave. Then, as a spirit, I found it hard to remember that pain. It did not seem to matter anymore. However, Becky was still trying to say she was sorry, her tears falling fast. "I'm sorry, Ellison. I didn't mean to... I just loved you so much, I wanted you to stay with me," she sobbed. However, Ellison was not moved by her tears this time. Right then, Mom and Dad came home. Becky ran to them, hoping they would help her.

Regret was a useless emotion. I knew that better than anyone. Regret changed nothing. It didn’t rewrite history. It didn’t fix damage. But standing there alone in the dim light of my office, I realized something terrifying. For the first time in years… I regretted something deeply. Not a business decision. Not a failed negotiation. Not an investment. Ciara. Losing her. Hurting her. And possibly losing seven years with my own son because I was too blind to see the truth back then.

He yelled. She was oddly quiet until she said quietly, "One day you'll remember the girl who loved you so much that she forgot to take care of herself. You'll remember her when you are about to eat or sleep. She would be your nightmare. One day you'll miss her and you'll forever regret ever losing her to someone else. Just one day and i can't wait for that day to come." When she looked up at him, fresh tears streamed down her cheeks. She didn't miss the look on his face. Her word's had truly hit him hard that he was left speechless and probably confused.

"I miss you, John. Every second of every day. I keep thinking about the life we could have had, the love we could have shared. It's not fair... it's just not fair." Amelia's soliloquy echoed through the room, her words a testament to the depth of her pain and the profound loss she felt. In that moment, her broken heart spilled over with memories, regrets, and the realization that life could change in an instant, leaving her adrift in a sea of sorrow.