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Her eyes snapped up to me, confusion lining her brows. “If I was to cover up this deception and overlook your family’s blatant disrespect of my intellect. What would I get in return?” From her shocked expression, I sensed she expected me to forgive her family simply because she asked. Despite being captured by her person, I wouldn’t let go of my principles. “Business is business, Ophelia. I always put defaulters in their place, unless you give me something to make up for their actions”, I added. “Anything you ask of me, Alpha…anything”, she said

“Sit down. Say what you need to say—and then leave.” “Harry, I came to apologize.” Her voice trembled as she slowly lowered herself into the chair. Harry drew a deep breath. A part of him still held feelings for her. But disappointment lingered stronger. He looked at her with unreadable eyes. “I’ve already forgiven you. But… what we had is over.” Thump. So it was true—her efforts were in vain. Harry was still bitter, and he wasn’t even trying to hide it. Not even the pictures of Arabella she had sent him had triggered the reaction she hoped for.

"Why?" "As if you don't know." He scoffed. "Do you forget? It was your father who killed my parents. Your father, Bellatrix." The hatred in his voice broke me. "No, Pl-lease..." Tears streamed down my eyes. "I... I didn't know. I'm sorry, Pl-lease forgive me." "Forgiveness?" He smirked coldly, shaking his head. "Never. I do not trust a killer's daughter!" He stepped back from me. "There will be nothing between us anymore, Bellatrix."

But I never thought that the effect would make Anna turn into a gloomy woman. "I don't want you to hate me. Forget it all, it's already happened." “The past can no longer be changed, but it leaves me with such deep regret. Will you forgive me?” "I have already forgiven you." I really didn't lie about forgiving Anna because after I got my eyes back, I started to learn to forgive. I don't really blame the little girl for bringing misfortune in my life. Only sometimes Anna's arrogant attitude or barbaric attitude makes the hatred resurface for a short time.

“It was me. You were not to blame, Harry. It was my sin, my curse. And it has rotted me from the inside for fourteen years. Forgive me… or don’t. But know this: I loved my daughter once, even if I failed her. And I never stopped hating myself for what I did to yours .” Elena’s tears spilled then, hot trails down her cheeks. She wanted to scream, to curse him, to banish him forever. But her heart was split down the middle between the little girl who once wanted her father’s love and the woman who saw the ruin he left in his wake. Harry’s body shook, every muscle tensed. Forgiveness was impossible. Rage was natural. But standing there, he saw Naomi’s face in his mind, her laughter, her innocen

However, Fanny actually wanted her to forgive them with ‘inappropriate words’? Fanny froze. She had never expected to meet with setbacks! This kind of incident also happened before, but as long as her parents asked her to mediate, Harry and Rachel would at least relent even though they didn’t directly forgive them. But this trick didn’t work now!

“And you’ve been avoiding him like he’s the plague. That’s a very specific therapy combo, my guy.” Lily leaned forward, elbows on the table, voice dipped to dramatic stage whisper. “Tell us everything. We’ll turn it into a W*****d series.” Jordan snorted. “Title: Forgive Me, Father, I Love the Sin.” “Jordan!” Lily slapped her arm. “Too much.” She turned back to me, all sharp concern. “Did he do something? Did something happen?” I closed my eyes. It was like being dragged across broken glass. The confession booth. The rain. The kiss. The grinding. The way my body had betrayed me. The way I’d run until the rain stopped and my shame had nowhere to hide.

“Nothing can change that fact and I’m aware of it, but I’ll try to make it right, even if it takes my whole life to do it. ” “The way and reason I took her, I did it to protect them both, because as soon as I saw Hope, I was suspicious, because part of me was pulling me to her.” " It’s true that Emma will probably never forgive me, and that she probably sees a monster in me, the same monster that hurt her, but I’m ready for it, as long as she’s safe and when the danger stops, she’ll have a choice to decide for herself, I won’t stop her.”

Her voice trembled, finding it difficult to meet my gaze “What’s the issue?”, I inquired. “I— I really need you to forgive me”, she continued, still trembling as tears welled up in her eyes. My mom had once informed me about Gwen’s mistreatment by her lover. She said a friend of hers told her about it but before she informed me I knew what had happened to Gwen and even the day of her arrival. “It’s alright,” I assured her. Though my pride was hurt at the time but it happened three years ago and truthfully, I had moved on. The false accusations by my father at the office now hurt even more .

But now that money was all I cared about, something about it made her deeply uncomfortable. In the end, I got the car. But Sarah's face stayed sour. My mother looked at me with a mix of annoyance and contempt, like she was thinking, 'See? This is why you'll never be classy.' I didn't give any of them a second thought. I just turned to leave. And then Lucas hugged me from behind. "I forgive you, Jason," he said, playing the part of the loving little brother. Before I could even react, he collapsed onto the floor. His face twisted with fake terror as he looked up at me.