Realm of Wind and Vines (Flame and Thorns, #4)

by Marion Blackwood

Because regret, I’ve come to realize, is the most brutal emotion of them all. Fear fades as soon as you remove the thing you’re afraid of. But regret… Regret is permanent. Either you said or did something that you can’t take back. Or you didn’t say or didn’t do something that you should have. Either way, the result is the same. It’s too late now. Too late to go back and redo it. That irrevocability of it is what makes it so horrible. No matter what you do from now on, it’s too late to change what you should have done before.

But that’s the thing. There will never be enough time. There will always be another crisis. There will never be a perfect time to do something.