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 the

meant no

to see if she'd received it. He assumed

...

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

the entwined

"We agreed,

Gregory's body radiated heat, making my cheeks flush. His deep brown eyes were

I wanted to try on my dress early in the morning,

this drag on, I wouldn't sleep

then, waking up early would be a

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

voice husky and

do something to make you think

a trap,

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

within,

...

That conversation went nowhere.

respond but couldn't find

in closer, his voice persuasive

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

I found

eyes in the

I was too drained to even

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

milk for the baby in advance; otherwise,