"What Regret"

“Regret,” she said with a sneer. Regret is just a euphemism for guilt. It doesn’t mean anything. It doesn’t wipe the slate clean, and it definitely does not heal the mess that you made.

‘Christian,’ she said softly, ‘don’t come any closer.’ He stopped, as she decided to step back from him.

Phoebe flared up again and asked him: “You said you came for the truth?” “Fine. Here’s the truth, Christian. I loved you. With everything I had. And you destroyed me. You were able to make me question myself in ways that I never knew existed. And now you stand here, asking me for what? Closure? Redemption? Forgiveness?”

“No,” he said firmly. All I am demanding is an opportunity to prove that I can improve.” That I am better.”

She scoffed. “And you believe that one conversation is going to make a difference?” You think I can just what? Stare at you and forget the years I struggled to climb up the ladder and get a life again?

“No,” he repeated again, and there was no quiver in his voice. “But I can’t
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