You Ll Regret Losing Me Novels & Stories

When I saw her back in the city, she was lifeless and I would end the world to see her breath or for her to just be mad at me, but I wanted to have her awake and even now, whilst she is in my arms, it's hard to believe that she is back. "I missed you so much," I rub her back. " Don't ever do that, okay? You scared me to death," I whisper. At that moment, I didn't mind being vulnerable to her. Not anymore. Quin showed me that losing someone could happen in the blink of an eye, and it's so easy to have regret piled in your heart if all you did was just hold back everything you want to say or do. "You better keep your promise mate," Ares adds. "We can't lose her again. "

I needed more time. But, he did not give me a chance to explain. And I looked really desperate. Before he closed the door, I said to him while I whimper in pain trying to stand, “I wish I had never met you, Vincent Verdi. I hate you! You will regret what you did to me today. I will never forget this” He paused for a moment to look at me one more time and slammed the door shut. That was when I realised, he will never love me.

Tori’s voice was barely a whisper. “It was a mistake.” I exhaled heavily. “But you’re unhappy with your marriage.” “I’ve lived with that for the past three years, surely I can do that for a few more.” “Really? You’re going to do this?” “I ask again. How much to make you leave and keep quiet?” “I don’t want your goddamned money. You’re going to regret this.” She picked up her bag and walked out the door, slamming it behind her. I had to hold myself back from screaming my lungs out. Lately, I found myself doing things and regretting them immediately.

she said. "Fine, Bella. If that's how you want to play it, then let's play. But you're going to regret this. You're going to lose everything that's important to you. We'll see about that. I'll have my lawyers draw up the papers, and we'll take this to court. You're going to regret the day you ever crossed me." *********************************

I burst into tears, as I tried not to make much sound so as not to distract the driver. I couldn’t believe it would come to this point. Was he really going to pull the trigger? What I had portrayed out there was the hurt me. I couldn’t just look at him again after I gained back my memories. The look in his eyes resembles that of a man who seems to want a second chance. I could see regrets in his eyes. Maybe myself of years ago would have listened to him earlier. But now, I don’t give two fucks about anyone or anything. Not even love.

Don't worry; we will see to it, and you will definitely regret this act of yours, but then it might be too late. Before I could drop the last word, he had already zoomed off and was out of sight.

Once those twenty-four hours were over, he would have to sever every blood tie, erase his existence from Leo’s life, and never again be allowed to greet or acknowledge Leo as his son. Forever. This is the price I have to pay... Charlie whispered inwardly, his heart shattered. Charlie did not hate Elena at all for her harsh, arrogant, and vengeful attitude. He knew all too well that every ounce of pain and rejection Elena hurled at him today was the fruit of the seeds of sin he had planted in the past. That regret would haunt him for the rest of his life. Meanwhile, inside her office, Elena slumped helplessly into her executive chair.

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.”

] With a calm mind, I leaned back in my large executive chair, watching the bustling traffic outside the window. The Madiles was still there—the sun, the beaches, the crystal-clear waters. Everything remained unchanged. However, it was no longer a definite communal party for everyone. Instead, it was a grand prize belonging only to the winners. Limitless kindness only bred sophisticated parasites and endless greed. Only strict and fair rules could select and reward those who chose to stand with the company through thick and thin. This was the most important lesson this ordeal had taught me.

When I was five, my elder sister, Mabel, lost the use of both legs saving me in a car accident. From that day on, there was one thing my parents said to me more than anything else. “You ruined Mabel’s life.” When I got into a top university, Mabel locked herself in her room and cried all night. My mother, eyes red from crying, tore my acceptance letter to pieces. “Wait until Mabel can walk again. Then you can go to college.” So I spent sixteen hours a day delivering food, saving every penny for Mabel’s rehabilitation. When my stomach pain became so bad I could barely stand, my parents accused me of being jealous of Mabel’s nutritional supplements and faking it for attention. I secret