Your Regrets Won't Bring Me Back Novels & Stories

A series of my hatred collapsed with my newly build feelings that were very much comfortable than the pain I was feeling. I looked in his eyes. They were truthful and consuming. At this moment, I want to forget everything and get with him. I want to leave everything and touch him. At this moment, I am willing to lose my dignity. "Maybe there is something else that I will regret", I said. He gave me a questionable look and asked, "what?" "However, I wont regret it at the moment atleast", I repeated. "what are you....", he was speaking and I kissed him.

“ I thought that I would let you be and keep to myself but I realise now that it was a mistake. I should have confronted you about the welcome party you threw for her when you said you were going to attend a gala. I was an idiot for believing whatever you say. In a sense, this is my fault. I didn't even mention that I wasn't feeling well and I missed my parents. In case you forgot, my parents died. They have been gone for a long time and this is where they are buried. That is why I came here to visit them. I'm not some crazy stalker like you think but yeah, you can think whatever. I don't care anymore. You can continue taking care of Anna. She matters more to you than I do.” I lost my compos

I knew I wouldn't escape, so I stared at him coldly. But he mistook my silence for a change of heart. He asked, "What's wrong? Regretting your actions? Ready to properly apologize to Naomi?" I coughed up blood. "I do regret it. I regret being with—" I regretted being with him. Before I could finish, I collapsed to the ground. As my vision faded, I faintly saw someone rushing toward me in a panic.

The one with sharp eyes and a fake smile. The one who always watches too long. Like he’s measuring something. Like he knows something. I don’t like him. Never have. I don’t mean to listen. But then I hear it. “My biggest regret…” My body freezes. My breath stops. Regret. My chest tightens. He’s talking about me. He has to be. What else could it be? My hands shake. I step closer. I hate myself for it. But I can’t stop. I need to hear.

“But I didn’t do it alone. I did it because of the people who stayed. Who sent me the emails. Who kept the servers running when they told you to shut them down.” I looked at Mr. Okoro. At Ms. Reyes. At Linda crying in the front row. “So this isn’t my comeback. It’s ours. And next year we’re not surviving. We’re building.” Everyone stood up, cheering. Ethan was waiting by the bar. “You did good,” he said. “I was shaking.” “I know. I could see it.” He handed me water. “You proud of me?” I asked. “I’m in awe of you,” he said.

Before leaving, I sent Leo one final message. "Alpha Leo, Cayden and I are gone. I wish you happiness in your new life. Goodbye forever." Then, I deactivated my number and sank my phone to the bottom of the lake. … Meanwhile, Leo, who was still in the middle of the ceremony, felt a sharp pain in his heart. His eyes fixed on the message, and a terrible feeling crept into his mind. He called me over and over again, but all he heard was the cold, endless busy tone.

“Things… from before. If we were truly granted a second life, like you believe, what if she…?” I clenched my jaw. The idea haunted me. The guilt was a rot I couldn’t scrub clean. If she did remember everything — the cruelty, the indifference, the betrayal — how could she ever love me again? “I have to earn her back,” I whispered, more to myself than anyone. Elvis cleared his throat. “Then start by looking into Freya. She’s been… unpredictable.” I nodded. It was time to start peeling back the layers of this rotten palace.

"Mom, you and Dad failed as parents. I'm just glad I wasn't raised by you and that I didn't end up like William. And forgiveness? That's not happening. "What really killed me was your indifference. If I had the choice, I'd wish I'd never been your child. But I won't let you die." I pressed my hand to her forehead and pulled away. "You'll live and spend the rest of your life drowning in guilt and regret." … I was sitting by the hospital window when Mom suddenly jolted awake. She ripped out her IV line and lurched off the bed, her face streaked with tears as she cried my name.

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.

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.