Lost Me Gained Regret

Christine had been on the hunt all day.

Finally, she found a place that ticked all her boxes.

If only it wouldn't rain, then it would be absolutely perfect.

"Oh, my back..."

Exhausted, she collapsed onto the couch as soon as she got home, too tired to move or think about doing anything.

But after a while, she forced herself up to remove her makeup.

While she was putting on a face mask, her phone on the coffee table wouldn't stop buzzing.

Picking it up, she saw the caller ID and let out a scoff.

Nope, not answering that.

And straight to the block list it went.

Meanwhile, Dailey was left hanging.

He had waited all day, and Christine hadn't sent even a single message his way.

Did she really not care about him anymore?

Was she really ready to reduce him to less than a stranger in her life?

Rubbing his aching forehead, he sent her a message.

"Tomorrow, 4 PM, at the Hillside Café. We need to talk."

never got

meant no notifications, no

if she'd received it. He assumed

...

the slightly ajar balcony door and

illuminated the entwined

against Gregory, "We agreed, just

His deep

wanted to try on my dress early in the morning, to sort any

let this drag on, I wouldn't sleep

waking up early would be

just thinking of your health. Studies show, at a certain age, too much of this

smirked, his voice husky and

something to make

a trap, I could

who's getting on, I can't overdo it. Shouldn't you,

from deep within, "And

...

That conversation went nowhere.

respond but couldn't

closer, his voice

patient, haven't I? Now, can't you be

found

closed my eyes in the early morning, I was

too drained

expected, I didn't wake

milk for the baby in