They Regretted It After I Gave Up Chapter 25

They Regretted It After I Gave Up Chapter 25

“On purpose?”

Beckett was silent for a moment.

“…Not according to my plan. But she died because of me.”

“Do you regret it?”

What good was regret?

It couldn’t bring me back.

It couldn’t turn back time.

So he just stood under that little window, day after day, remembering me.

Remembering the way I looked when I smiled.

Remembering the sound of my voice when I called his name.

And remembering the last thing I ever said to him.

It wasn’t “I hate you.”

It wasn’t “Why?”

It was “Okay.”

That day, he had asked me, “Kat, are you ready?”

And I had said, “Okay.”

He thought I meant I was ready for surgery.

Only later did he understand.

I meant I was ready to die.

Time kept moving forward.

I floated above the city, watching everyone live on without me.