Regrets!

ROBERT

Regret!

That word lingered in my mind, biting at me until I was too sick and tired to think of anything else.

It was eroding the edges of my sanity, making it difficult for me to breathe properly or think clearly. I felt a deep sadness as I watched Renee's silhouette fade into the darkness.

That's when I realized how much of a jerk I'd been.

She had vanished. My woman was gone, and the worst part was that I couldn't chase after her like I used to.

Instead, I’d told one of the nearby security guards to follow her and ensure she got home safely. I would keep an eye out for her. After a while, perhaps days, I'd get through to her and...

'And then what?' My mind screamed at me. Despite my best efforts at being strong, tears prickled behind my eyelids.

Back in the hall, I’d seen the pain swimming in her eyes and the look of utter disbelief, fear, and disgust as she saw me for who I truly was.

She had every right to flee—to turn around and run away from me as fast as she coul