Novel & Cerita Cherished Affliction

“I aint e’er heard you say you love him, you appreciate him, you pray at him… I aint e’er heard no word of gratefulness for your creator, the one that chose to give you life… an’ that scares me straight baby. I don’ know how to tell you this fore e’erday I wake sick with worry over your choices… I thought it was jus’ a period you was goin’ through… just a year of you needing to know him but it’s been nineteen years baby, and not once ave I heard adoration from you o’er him.” The sun had dipped low, its rays shining over Yarrow’s glossed eyes, “them people been’ talkin’… servants think something wrong wit’ you… I try to set em straight but there aint much I can do… and now the mating ceremony

When the people who fought for the pack are dead, what do the new leaders know to fight for? “Come now darling,” Cherish said, “we need to enjoy ourselves". Offering her me a slender hand, which even after all this time had the slightest shimmer. The glass shards she damaged herself with remained permanently embedded. Pulling me towards the dancefloor I could finally hold her close and bask in her beauty for the rest of the evening. Everything is perfect.

“Yes, I will.’ I protested. ‘You’ve been saying you’d fill the dungeon, and these stairs will cement since you were seventeen. You’re a masochist no better than me. You keep this place because it reminds you of your suffering. You come down here and relive the pain because somewhere in you, you think you deserved it.’ Chesed rolled his eyes. I frowned because, honestly, I had no response. I don’t like it, but Chesed is right. As much as I hate this place, some part of me keeps it around. And maybe he’s right that a part of me believes what my father said. That I deserved every second of pain, he inflicted. That it was my fault my mother couldn’t love me. That I’m just not worthy of anyone’s

Chester said sarcastically, “She used to always think of pleasing me and having sex with me, but all that was just to give birth to my child and inherit my assets. Actually, she must’ve hated me quite a bit behind my back.” “Oh.” Charity raised her eyebrows. “Does her hate for you irritate you, Young Master Jewell?” Chester held her hand and pulled her to the bedside. Then, he looked at her affectionately with his dark eyes. “You’re the only person who can irritate me. I’m just afraid that you’ll hate me as she does.” “Mm, I do think–” Charity said pensively. “You’re not allowed to think I’m a bother.” Chester got agitated and coughed violently until his face was red.

With renewed determination, I focused on the task ahead, ready to do whatever it took to salvage the company's reputation and secure our future. As Marc departed, his parting words served as a sobering reminder of the cost of my ambition. "Sorry for your loss," he said, his smirk betraying a sense of detachment that left me questioning my own morality. In that moment, I couldn't help but wonder what kind of man I had become, willing to sacrifice everything in pursuit of success, even at the expense of those closest to me.

I never needed to cause you pain. You wear your heart on your sleeve and cherish without reservation—this I know. No one has ever adored me with the unguarded ease that you have. My as it were lament was cherishing you as well much and not sufficient at the same time. Yes, I adored you. A few days I cherished you so much I couldn’t bear the escalated. Other days I adored you sufficient to thrust you absent, knowing you merited so much more than I seem offer. You put me, along with so numerous others, some time recently yourself. I as it were ever needed to be the sort of man who put you to begin with. Thank you for adoring me more than I ever deserved.

I didn't even answer because I know that they knew about his family. "You're really stupid! You're going to choose the name of someone who will cause you misfortune, another Velasco! You don't really think, you're really a disgrace to this family! I can't accept that child! Abort that, because I don't want that to grow up with this family!" "Ma! Why abort?! It's not right to do that!" "And what Amber? Raise that unfortunate child in this household?! It would be good if you two were married, maybe I would accept that! But this one is really stupid, you really fit for that one Velasco what? Both stupid! Both have no brains!"

Then he said, "Vane always spoke very highly of your father. It would have pleased him to see his territory go to someone worthy." And he left. I stood there and thought about the word *pleased* and the word *worthy* and my father at fifty-three and thirty wolves in a southern corridor that nobody talks about anymore. Then I turned around and looked at Lucian Freud who was watching me with the careful stillness of a man who knows the next thirty seconds will decide something. "Tell me everything," I said. "All of it. Every name and detail you have." He held my eyes. "And then?"

I have read that verse of the Bible multiple times. But now that it keeps coming to my mind. I can't help but think more deeply about it. According to the English dictionary. Affliction means : A state of pain, suffering, distress or agony. But why do righteous people have to feel pain? Like seriously why? Why? Just then something dropped in my mind.. * We'll never know how much we love someone until our love is tested. * I know that... But does it always have to be this way?