Too Late for Regret

Alistair wasn't prepared for Rosalind to kick him. Her foot landed squarely on his chest.

He had always assumed she was a weak woman, not capable of much strength. Yet that one kick sent him stumbling back two steps.

His chest ached faintly, but the deeper pain lay in his heart.

Back then, Rosalind used to smile at him every day and tried every way to make him happy. However, she was now looking a