A Turk did not have any use for regret in their lives. Their job simply did not allow it. Regret lead to guilt, which lead to doubt, which slowed you down. In the end, it would only get you killed in action. And still, there were 88 undelivered letters, locked away in Tseng's desk, which spoke of the one regret he could never quite shake, no matter how many years passed.
Rated: T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Friendship - Chapters: 3 - Words: 11,873 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 18 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 5/5/2020 - Published: 4/28/2020 - Aerith G., Tseng, Zack F.