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."

got

no

see if she'd received

...

picked up in the evening, sneaking through the slightly ajar balcony

illuminated the entwined figures

pushed against Gregory, "We agreed,

my cheeks flush. His deep brown eyes were filled with a

in the morning, to sort any issues in good

on, I

early

Studies show, at a

smirked, his voice husky

something to make you think I'm past

trap,

getting on, I can't overdo

sound that resonated from deep within, "And shouldn't you, as my girlfriend, help

...

That conversation went nowhere.

opened my mouth to respond but couldn't

his

can't

found

finally closed my eyes in the early morning, I

too drained

the next day, as expected, I didn't wake

prepared milk for the baby in