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 notifications, no

she'd received it. He assumed she

...

through the slightly ajar balcony door and causing

the entwined

against Gregory, "We agreed, just this

radiated heat, making my cheeks flush. His deep brown eyes

my dress early in the morning,

this drag on, I wouldn't sleep

early would

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

voice husky

I do something to make

was a trap, I

me who's getting on, I can't overdo it. Shouldn't you, as my boyfriend, be

chuckled, a sound that resonated from deep within, "And

...

That conversation went nowhere.

my mouth to respond but

his voice

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

I found

eyes in the early morning,

was too drained to

expected, I didn't wake up

I had prepared milk for the baby