All Chapters of Loveliest regrets : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Briar's POVRosé, my friend, shouted from a distance, "Briar, you can do it!"I gulped hard as my throat was dry, took a few steps towards the corridor I turned back and saw five bastards, signalling me to go forward.I was scared and trust me that’s an understatementOf course, who wouldn't be? I was given a dare to steal the student record book from the principal's office. I still don't understand why do they want it? But recalling back our game last night at the dorm, I cursed under my breath for choosing dare.“Fuck you.” I mouthed and saw them giggling at me from a distance.It was cold, yet a stream of sweat ran down my spine and every step felt like dragging a brick by each of my shoes. I was clearly reluctant to move forward, but there’s a fine line between apprehension and achievement. And I was very arrogantly trying to challenge my fear.Tightly holding the door handle of the office, I looked through the key hole, enquiring if someone was in there. Luckily there was nobody.

Briar's POVFor the first time in my life, I felt like I shouldn't have been the head-leader."Good morning, students." He said, bending to speak in the mic. I could hear some girls from behind, already falling for him."Due to some very severe reasons Mrs. Wilson is not present amongst us. She may or may not be able to join the school again. As already said by your teacher, we must keep her in our prayers.” He continued.“I look forward for having an amazing time with all of you, because everyone has something new to teach in your life. It depends on you, how you take it. Thank you. Have a great day everyone." He said and smiled, with the claps roaring the hall once more.He stepped down the stage and walked out the door, right in front of me. My breath being uneven, as it had been, a heavy feeling my chest just never left. The drum started playing, indicating the students have to be dispersed. I almost jolted when someone tapped my shoulder as I was deep immersed in the thought of t

Briar's POVThe day was amazing, as the first five periods none of the teachers took classes, because of some meeting they had to attend. Not soon after it was almost time to return to the dorms. Our school gets over at three o’clock in the afternoon and according to the rules we have to get to our dorms by six in the evening. We get a three-hour time lapse, to attend extra classes or roam around the campus.Sometimes we get some extra work like cleaning the classrooms or extra lessons by teachers who are behind in completing the syllabus. Though, I usually spend my time reading books, in the garden area or corridor corners. I was reading Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte, not the first time with this masterpiece, but my admiration never fades away.Jane undeniably is one of the most amazing characters I have encountered in a book. Her perseverance in the face of adversity, her strong personality and wisdom always leaves me awe. There was something about her that I felt deeply connected w

Briar's POVThe heat I felt last night on my cheeks was still fresh and I just cannot erase that incident from my memory. To put in simple words, my fear made me do something I could never imagine. I hugged my principal and not just hug, I JUMPED AND HUGGED Mr. Wilson. It was just amateurishly exasperating. I know how each time I recall that incident an extremely clear image of Mr. Wilson with that teasing smile, comes in my head.I can only imagine how much fun he must've made of me in his brain. And on top of hugging him, I also rambled in front of him. Fuck my anxiety! My situation strangely keeps getting worse in front of him making it purely awkward for me to come in contact with him.My heart beats faster thinking what happened last night, not just with me, but even Rose. I would’ve gotten mad at her as I was unaware of the other side of the story.When I came back the previous night, nobody was in the dorm. To my surprise, even Gretchen was not the room, because she usually sta

Gareth's POVThe day was almost over and so was my work. I now realize how much work mom did. I mean, it's just a school and still so many responsibilities; though my company makes my workload increase, but still, I’m near my exhaustion phase hitting, again.I wasn't able to get time to read the book. I tried reading further but last night I left my book in the library, because I had to suddenly attend a few business calls. I always prefer reading in my office, but because the entire place is getting renovated, I had to go to the library.Whenever I read in my room, I always end up getting very sleepy and because I don’t have much time to spare on this, I want to finish this book in a week. Obviously, it isn’t easy, taking in account how horribly impactful this entire piece of writing is. Every other story just brings in something painful to encounter. I was impressed by the human dynamics of relationships that are driven by lust or longing can take a much deeper aspect into consi