Chapter 70. Regrets

ROBERT

Regret! 

That word lingered in my mind, biting at me until I was too sick and tired to think of anything else. 

It was eroding the edges of my sanity, making it difficult for me to breathe properly or even think clearly, and as I watched Renee's silhouette fade into the darkness, a deep sadness settled within me. 

That's when I realized how much of a jerk I'd been. 

She had vanished. My woman was gone, and the worst part was that I couldn't stop or chase after her like I used to. 

Instead, I’d told one of the nearby security guards to follow her and ensure she got home safely. Keep an eye out for her, and after a while, perhaps days, I'd get through to her and... 

'And then what?' My subconscious inquired, and despite my best efforts at being strong, tears prickled behind my eyelids. 

Back in the hall, I’d seen the pain swimming in her eyes and the look of utter disbelief, fear, and disgust as