죽고난 후 후회 Mga Nobela at Kwento

But I don't want to regret something in the end. I look around and didn’t see any student on this part so I decided to reach him out. “Linus!” I called. He stopped a meter away from me but didn't bother to look back. I run and stopped at his side. I took a deep breath before speaking. “Okay. I'm sorry. I… I—“ “What happened to that confident Rebecca Fuentes earlier?” he asked. “I’m sorry okay. I'm sorry. Now, does it satisfy you already?”

He felt sick to his stomach as he realized he wouldn’t get to explain himself to Kira beyond that short conversation in the ready room. Should have taken that chance, he thought. They were in separate branches; they could have made it work somehow. A little too late for that realization, because it would never happen now. Knight had lost that future on the battlefield the same way he’d lost a different one in Tripoli when he realized he wasn’t dying while most of his platoon was. Regret was still a bitter pill and it never got any easier to swallow. Knight never liked losing people under his command. Losing someone he’d had a connection with, however short the time, was doubly difficult to d

“Because of the blood loss. It’s too much volume to not say that the child didn’t come out.” “Oh. I was hoping you did have the baby in hand, so I can bury it within the royalities burial ground.” “I’m sorry your highness, please forgive me.” “It is rather disappointing indeed. For I would like to show her what she have killed.”

he said. "Let's go see Lily and James." We walked through the cemetery. Past the graves. Past the memories. Past the pain. We walked toward the future. Together.

Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving me alone in front of Miranda's grave. For several minutes, I remained there with my head lowered. Tears had already begun streaming down my face. No matter how hard I tried to stop them, sobs escaped my lips. "Mom," I whispered bitterly. "What am I supposed to do now?" Only silence answered me. No one could answer that question. Vallen was right. Talking to someone who's gone... really wasn't comforting at all. When I caught up with him at the car, I found him standing beside it with his arms crossed over his chest. The moment I approached, he climbed into the driver's seat. I quietly took my seat beside him, looking at him hopefully.

He drowned his sorrows in alcohol at home until one day, he was run over by a truck. Mangled beyond recognition, no one even came to claim his body. Many years later, Autumn and I welcomed a sweet, adorable daughter. My parents were overjoyed, and their wish for a granddaughter had finally come true. We built a peaceful, warm little family together. From then on, life was filled with quiet bliss.

… "Ian, I only want to go to my grandfather's grave. I'll only be out for a day! I swear with my life that I won't ruin your and Ivy's wedding! If you don't believe me, I can do whatever you want!" "You'll never change, Sage! Since you have a death wish, you should just go to hell. I won't give you yet another chance to harm Ivy!" Ian's gaze was cold and filled with hatred as he watched Sage stab herself in the heart. Warm blood gushed out and slowly became cold … Sage woke up with a scream. She shot up in bed. As she looked around at the familiar yet strange surroundings, she sighed in relief. It had been a few days since she'd been reborn, but she still couldn't stop dreaming about the eve

In the ear was his broken, hurried voice. Ha, it's also funny, it wasn't until she was about to leave the world that she realized one thing, from beginning to end, the only person who was committed to doing everything for her, was the person she really hated. How is this Dinh Quan? A life has passed in vain, how can I return your sincerity? Or, in the next life, let's meet, then I won't foolishly listen to others and oppose me anymore, so that we can be together in peace. The weak light in front of the eyes is covered by the black night, a person's life ends here, bringing with him resentment and regret. It rained heavily, heavy raindrops fell on the earth as if mourning a tragic life.

"Now that you're out, just forget about the past." With that, he sighed once more before driving off. I watched his car disappear into the distance. My fingernails dug into my palms until they drew blood. Forget? How could I ever forget?