Novel & Cerita A Vow Of No Forgiveness

He looked back at her. “You want us to make a vow?” Ayaan queried. She nodded and they both looked at the sky. “The stars, moon, and the natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to stick with you till the end. I will be yours till not even death can separate us,” she vowed. “The stars, moon, and natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to love you, care for you, and stick with you beyond forever. Nothing, not even death can separate us,” he vowed too. “Aameen!”

He exhales slowly, hand pressed to his side as pain flickers across his features. “Because you didn’t give up on me when I didn’t deserve you. And because… because I know what people do under fear. Under pressure. Under trauma. You weren’t acting out of malice. You were acting out of desperation.” I swallow back tears. “I’m sorry,” I whispers. “I know.” He lookedy down at his hands. “But forgiveness isn’t… one moment. It’s a choice. Every day. Even when it’s hard.” Then, softer:

Perhaps it was out of desperation that he wanted to hear other options than the one he was about to do. “Instead of using the drug,” Bernard continued, looking at Enzo as he spoke. “We make him give us the vow of loyalty and truth.” The council was silent but Ophelia heard their minds loud and clear. She was thinking the same thing they did, would Enzo agree to this? The vow of loyalty is the same one Bernard gave to Ophelia six years ago. He always went by it, if he wanted to or not. The difference between the drug and the vow is that the drug lasts for only a few hours. The vow lasts for eternity. Some old Glaham tales say the vow even follows you in your death. It is the most hallowed and

I continued, “I’m nothing like you.” I took a breath, steadying myself, and then said the words I had been holding in for far too long — the words that felt like a declaration, a vow, a truth carved into my bones. “If someone hurt me — betray me — to the extent that I feel not just pain or sadness, but shattered, doubting my own worth… There is no going back. The person who does that to me ceases to exist from the day I recover. They have no value in my life. And I will never welcome them back, even if they apologize a thousand times. You see, I’m not someone who can forgive or forget easily. That person can try. They can hope. But that would be nothing more than wishful thinking.”

Her arm is stronger than her light was a moment ago, and this strength holds without tearing anything inside me. “There is nothing to forgive,” I answer, and I think in this moment I speak truest today: there is nothing to forgive because there is no sin, only lack. “Just bring him back with me.” The weight of “with me” strikes the stone’s edge, and Lunathiel nods, not as a promise but as one who takes the preposition onto herself.

“Go on. What’s the vow?” I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of everything I had endured lift just a little more. “I vow to live fully, to love without hesitation, to forgive without reservation, and to never let the mistakes of the past dictate my future. I vow to embrace every moment, every joy, every challenge, every love that comes my way—and to do so with courage and honesty. I vow to build a life with you, grounded in respect, trust, and the understanding that we are stronger together than we could ever be apart.”

My eyes moistened as his words echoed in my mind. "I can't lose all of this for you, Ony. I have worked hard all my life to get this CEO position. I have so many dreams to fulfill. I can't give up on them for you." I felt betrayed. Yes, maybe he was right not to give up his dreams for me. But had he even fought once for our relationship? It hurt more knowing that he gave up on us, on me, so easily … as if I was never important to him. I was just a pastime for him as long as there were no problems. The moment a problem arose, he discarded me like I was nothing. Even my cousin Nicole… how could she do this to me? She was the only one who knew about our relationship, yet she agreed to this marr

“How can I work with someone whom I still believe killed my mom.” “And I believe your family has done plenty of killing too,” he replied evenly. “But tonight isn’t about old blood. It’s about staying alive.” My hands were still shaking from the fight. I set the gun down. “On one condition. We share everything we find. No secrets. The second we know who the Swan is, we go our separate ways.” Luciano nodded slowly. “Deal. But you stay here until it’s safe. No running off to your father half-cocked.”