Better Than Revenge Original Lyrics Novels & Stories

I had always known peace and joy ever since he came into my life. "There is also another lesson on this quest of revenge of mine. I learned that the best revenge is to be unlike him who performed the injury. You both have turned beggars begging for your lives but I know that if I were less powerful, you would have walked all over me. I don't want to live the rest of my life, with the memory that I killed you both." Audrey managed to nod her weak head. Her eyes lit up a bit because she had seen a glimmer of hope that she might live.

I finally replied. "I didn't know the conditions for calling your father had to be that complicated." I smiled wryly to myself. "Because I don't want to go back to being the same person I used to be. At least I have to be better. That way I won't embarrass myself." "You're right. The most successful revenge is when you prove that you are better now than you were before." This time I agreed with Max. It was unusual for him to say something so sensible. Usually everything about him was crazy. So I was surprised when he gave such an insightful comment.

Tomorrow, I would walk into a room filled with cameras, whispers, and ghosts. Tomorrow, I would see the man who once broke me. But this time, he wouldn’t see the woman who fell. He’d see the woman who rose. I turned off the light and whispered into the dark, “This isn’t revenge. This is freedom.”

"It just feels heavy. Seeing him sweat today didn't give me my old life back, it didn't bring my dad back. It just reminded me of how broken everything is." "Revenge is never pretty," Alessandro said gently. He rested his elbows on his knees, leaning closer to me. "People who say revenge is sweet have never actually taken it. It is an ugly, dirty business. It leaves a bad taste in your mouth. But sometimes, Chiara, it is the only way to clean the slate. You are cutting a rotten piece out of your life. It is going to hurt, and it is going to feel heavy but once he is gone, you can finally breathe again." He understood… he actually understood the dark place my mind was in, and he didn't judge

Amidst their angry shouts, Steve, who had once been saved by me but then betrayed me, suddenly dropped to his knees. He slapped himself repeatedly, even drawing blood from his mouth, before he stopped. With tears streaming down his face, he begged, "I'm sorry, Mr. Leeds. I deserve this. But my son is innocent. Please, save him. Please!" But no matter how much he begged, I was no longer soft. I simply said, "I can't help you." But before I walked away, I did leave them with Yves' whereabouts. They should sort out their own problems.

The car purred to life, and we pulled away from the estate, leaving the chaos and humiliation behind. In the backseat, I stared out the window, the city lights blurring as we sped through the streets. I should have felt relieved to be away from it all, but instead, I felt… unsettled. “Do you know the best way to get revenge on someone like him?” Dominic’s voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to him, blinking. “What?” He leaned back in his seat, his smirk playful yet calculating. “Alias. Do you know the best way to make him regret every single thing he did to you?”

And plenty of time to regret it. This was the perfect revenge I had prepared for all of them.

Quinton pressed at the faint red mark on the back of his hand and spoke in a pitiful tone, "Dr. Foster, I know you're upset about your hands. I only wanted to share the good news that I’d just published three papers in top journals, but you tried to hurt my hands instead?!" He had stolen my work in plain sight and won everyone's praise. As for me, I was already notorious. Voices of contempt and abuse rose all around me. Before I could say a word, Magnolia slapped me across the face. Then, she ground the heel of her shoe into the back of my hand. The pain nearly made me black out. "Quin never did anything to you! He's still thinking about you on his wedding day, and this is how you repay him?

She stared at Maya for answers, but her best friend didn’t seem to have any ideas right now. Maya sighed and placed both hands on her shoulders. “This might sound disappointing, but the phrase is true that revenge is best served cold. How about this… let’s just focus on taking those damned articles down from the media. I’ll bribe the agencies to do that. And to restructure your image, I have the perfect idea.” Although the Reids’ family had managed to ruin her name now, Kiara realized she could actually clear her name without coming out to address the issue.

No direct answer. Only one final sentence— Soft. But sharp. “Sometimes… the best lie is the one that makes everyone believe it’s the truth.” The call ended. Aurora stood frozen.