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

meant no

to see if she'd

...

in the evening, sneaking through the slightly ajar

illuminated the entwined figures

Gregory, "We agreed, just this

my cheeks flush. His deep brown eyes were filled

in the morning, to sort

I wouldn't sleep till the

early would

a certain age, too much of

voice husky

something to make you think I'm past

trap,

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

from deep within, "And shouldn't you,

...

That conversation went nowhere.

my mouth to respond

in closer, his voice persuasive and

I? Now, can't

found myself

eyes in the

too drained

expected, I didn't wake up until

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