Lost Me Gained Regret

Christine wasn't one to beat around the bush. She believed in being forthright.

"If you can't handle the game, best not play," she thought, not wanting any future misunderstandings.

Yet she didn't speak her mind. Instead, she suggested, "There's this indie cinema nearby. Let's check it out."

Merritt trailed behind Christine as they crossed the street, his eyes downturned, "Sorry, Chris. I just wanted to bring you some snacks, didn't mean to intrude."

"If I've taken up your time, I'll make it up to you," he offered.

Christine laughed, feeling the evening's chill. She had thrown on a casual jacket and pulled it closer, asking, "And how would you do that?"

"..."

Merritt moved closer, "Whatever you want, I'm here for it."

Christine looped her arm through his, "Next time, just call before doing these surprise visits."

Merritt suppressed his joy, looking a bit hurt, "I thought you'd find it bothersome, that's why I didn't call. If you don't like it, I won't do it again. Just don't hate me, please." Christine knew his words were more about tactics than feelings.

But she loved hearing them all the same.

were

blunt, harsh words of

was genuine or not didn't matter. She had no interest in

give me a call

"Your wish

long as you're happy, that's all that

you smiling, to

...

Dailey detested hospital stays.

insisted on going home. Clarence couldn't stop him, so he called

falling, "It's my fault. should've seen

to fall, gently blowing on

bleeding, Dai. I'll get a

his arm away, his voice soft and slightly hoarse from illness,

to Clarence, "Make sure she

fever. If you insist on leaving then I

able to sleep otherwise, worrying

swney

just wanted some peace and quiet, "I'll be fine. I have medication at home. And you, stop

at night.