Lost Me Gained Regret Read Online Novel

"Throwing a party without inviting me? That's cold, guys."

Jake always had this carefree vibe, as if the concept of worry was alien to him. He raised his glass for a toast, his cheerfulness almost infectious. "Feels like you're icing me out."

"Greg, I get it, you're a family man now. But, Dailey, what's your deal? Haven't seen you out for drinks in ages."

"Got yourself a new pack of friends?"

Dailey didn't even glance his way, just kept on sipping his drink in silence.

That's when Jake realized something was off. He turned to Greg, "Hey Greg, did his high school sweetheart dump him again?"

Greg lounged back on the couch, his long fingers making the glass look like a piece of art. "No, that's not it."

Jake scooted closer to Dailey, slinging an arm around his shoulder like the good old days.

"High school sweetheart's still in the picture, so why the long face?"

"I've been through breakups without looking like that."

Dailey stayed quiet, shrugging off his arm.

Jake couldn't help but sigh, "High school love really does hit different." Something clicked for Greg, "Wait, when did you go through a breakup?" Jake looked wounded, "Greg, you gonna wait for my funeral to ask?"

"I posted it in our group chat, told you guys I got dumped."

Ah, that. Greg hadn't paid much attention.

Jake didn't press on, just kept talking.

"Man, Christine's into younger guys. I guess I'm just too old for her taste."

A minefield he stepped right into.

Greg couldn't warn him in time.

"What younger guy?"

Jake stood up, a bit too dramatically, "Oh, look who decided to join the conversation." Another minefield.

Greg sipped his drink, enjoying the drama unfold.

Dailey's eyes, blurred by alcohol, still managed to look intimidating when annoyed. "Who are you calling old?"

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Jake, confused, scratched his head, "No, no, I didn't mean you're old. We're just... older than those guys, that's a fact. What's there to be mad about?"

"Sure, you look good for your age, but compared to those younger guys, we're just... older."

Dailey slowly got up, his stance a bit wobbly.

Jake moved to help, only to get pushed away.

"It's not... Is your high school sweetheart really that important to you?"

Dailey fixated on the age issue, "So, you're saying girls now prefer immature boys?"

Jake felt Dailey hadn't exactly matured himself.

He looked to Greg, "Greg, what's up with him and his high school sweetheart? Didn't they get back

together? Is it her family tack.

issue?"

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Greg casually responded, "No clue there. I've got a family, no time to keep tabs on everything else."

Great timing to bring up family, Jake thought.

Before he could utter a word, he felt a grip on his neck, pulling him back.

He nearly choked.

"Dailey, why take it out on me? I just mentioned your age. You never cared before."

"And I didn't say all girls go for younger guys. Just that Christine turned me down for one."

Classic Jake, always stepping on mines without realizing.

Dailey grabbed Jake's collar, bringing him close enough to see the red in his eyes.

"Greg, help!"

"I'm out of strength," Greg finished his drink. "I'm drunk."

Speechless, Jake realized he was on his own.

"Bro, it's just a breakup. Plenty of fish in the can't hang

ourselves. Wo

on one tree. And with your family's status, it's normal for someone without connections to hesitate dating you. But you can't waste your youth to end up as some secret affair, right?"