Novel & Cerita Forgive Him Novel Evie

She was still staring at the tree. “Evie..” I said. She summoned a quilt to cover us up, as it was beginning to get rather cold in this place. “Granny saved Holt just in the nick of time. She let Fabian suck her blood instead and she wrapped her arms around him as he did so. The people watching were stunned, but Fabian was full of remorse because of what he was doing to his beloved. He retracted his fangs and apologized to her as she lost consciousness in his arms. She forgave him and her last words were full of love for him; she even forgave him and said it wasn’t his fault. He slouched to the floor with her limp body. He was so sorry; he couldn’t forgive himself for what he’d just done. He

“Evie, don’t you think you are going too far? Revenge is one thing. Obsession is another. What about Aveille? Forgive him, for her sake. Please.” I almost laughed. The idea of forgiveness felt soft and wrong in my mouth. “Forgive? No.” My voice turned small, dangerous. “Do not make the mistake of thinking my daughter is the reason I will relent. Aveille is the reason I will not relent. If my company had stayed whole, if power had not turned on my family, we would not have had to live in fear. She would not have had to learn hunger and silence the way she has. Forgiveness now would be a luxury paid for by my child’s future.”

I knew that my happiness with Drew came at a cost, and it hurt to see Evie suffering because of it. After a while, Evie pulled away, wiping her tears with a small smile. "Thank you for being honest with me," she said, her voice steadier now. "I know it wasn't easy, but I appreciate it." I nodded, feeling a mix of relief and sadness. "I truly am sorry, Evie. I never wanted to hurt you." "I know," she said, her smile softening. "And I forgive you." As we sat back down on the couch, Drew spoke up, his voice filled with sincerity. "Evie, I want you to know that I'll always care about you. You're an amazing person, and you deserve happiness too."

Elara repeated, firmer now, even as tears slipped down her cheeks. Evie turned her head slightly, trembling. Waiting. “I forgive you,” Elara said. Evie broke completely. She sobbed into the pillow, her body shaking under Elara’s hands. “But,” Elara continued, her voice cracking now, “forgiveness doesn’t mean I’ll forget.” Evie nodded rapidly. “I know. I know.” Elara took Evie’s hands gently, squeezing them once. “Next time someone asks you to hurt another woman so you can survive....”

She said, assuring Serena. Serena felt it was just too much, too much that she abandoned her out of the blue to follow a guy and she's already forgiven, it was too good to be true. “Evie, you forgive me?” She didn’t know when she blurted that out, she just felt those words escape her mouth. “I have, I have forgiven you, a long time ago. I was indeed so annoyed at first, I felt betrayed, more than betrayed,” she said, cleaning her tears with the lower part of her palm.

Forgiveness has been a healing balm for everyone. Eva, for her part, is serving a life sentence in prison. Despite her attempts to contact Isabella, she decided to distance herself from the woman who took her mother away, mistreated her all her life, and put her children in danger. She prefers to focus on enjoying each day with her beloved family.

Some days, I am Evie; other days, I am Tessa. He drawled, laughing a bit, and said, ‘Well, it’s because of how we were growing up. You were always generous to me, while Tessa was always for our parents. It was my special way of making you closer to me. I never apologized for the years I was bad to you, sis. I am sorry for everything. If I hadn’t been our parents' apple of the eyes and rubbed it on your face back then, you wouldn’t have married that thing.’ I nodded. He was finally remorseful after a decade. ‘It’s alright; I forgive you. I am glad you changed and stood by me when the twins came. You’re still standing by me, so, thank you still.’

It was sweet when her voice spells it out. Evy had slightly come to terms that it was her name now. Still, it's a mirror mirage to which she can’t deny nor accept wholeheartedly just yet. Evy averts her eyes away from her and facepalmed over getting found out so easily. Oma lets go of her hammer upon hearing her name, before bowing in regret. “I asked for forgiveness, Lady Devine. My action does not reflect the Rose family. I acted on my own accord and if you wish to punish anyone then please only punish me. I have threatened her lady and should be disciplined.”

Things I used to need to survive. Today they seem... small. I think about Evie. Think about how she was in the kitchen a little while ago, laughing with the twins while they tried to steal pieces of cake batter from the counter. Think about how she looked at me when I walked in—with that smile she only gives when she's truly at peace. Think about how I almost destroyed her. Think about how she forgave me anyway. I close the book and set it aside. I run my hand over my face and let out the air slowly.

About the conversations we’d had, the truths he’d shared, the ways he’d shown me he wasn’t the same person he’d been in high school. Cynthia listened without interrupting, her expression cycling through shock, disbelief, and something that might have been concern. “So you’re telling me,” she said when I finished, “that you’ve forgiven him?” “I’m telling you I’m trying to understand him,” I said. “There’s a difference.” “Eva—” “I know,” I interrupted. “I know it sounds crazy. I know it probably is crazy. But Cynthia, I’ve spent ten years hating him. Ten years carrying around this rage and pain and shame. And I’m tired. I’m so fucking tired of it.”