At the moment, An Echo in the Bone by Diana Gabaldon. It was a cliffhanger, in the worst sort of way (to me) and I wish I had stopped a chapter or so back and waited for the next book (not yet released) before I actually finished it. I re-read it recently, forgot to stop before the ending, and got upset with it all over again.
Other than that one book (and that will remedy itself soon), I can't think of anything that I've finished and regretted. Sometimes I'm even happy that a book is behind me and that I don't ever have to read it again!
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