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

she'd received

...

picked up in the evening, sneaking through the slightly ajar balcony door and causing the

the entwined figures on

against Gregory, "We agreed,

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

dress early in the morning, to sort any issues in

this drag on, I

up early would be a

a certain age, too much of

voice husky and

do something to make you think I'm past my

a trap, I

can't overdo it. Shouldn't you, as my

resonated from deep within, "And

...

That conversation went nowhere.

my mouth to respond but couldn't

in closer, his

haven't I? Now, can't you be a little

I found myself

in the early morning, I was filled with

was too drained to even be

as expected, I didn't wake

milk for the baby in advance; otherwise, he'd have