Forgive Us My Dear Sister Novels & Stories

Moving closer to the grave, I gently placed a bundle of delicate rose flowers on top, their petals a vibrant symbol of love and remembrance. With trembling hands, I traced the letters of Kala's name engraved on the tombstone, the cold stone serving as a tangible connection to her spirit. "Forgive me, Kala," I whispered, my voice filled with a mixture of sorrow and regret. "I wasn't there to save you. I failed to protect you when you needed me the most." Tears welled up in my eyes, but I pushed them back, determined to find strength within the depths of my pain. I knew that dwelling on guilt would not bring her back, but I needed to acknowledge my shortcomings, to express my deepest regrets t

"Why Janet? Why did you do it? Why did you save me?." "Sister, I'm glad you're fine." She said with a genuine smile on her face. "I've always hated myself for hurting you. I did hurt you, right? I'm so sorry for everything. Please forgive me. I know I was wrong, I've always been so jealous of you and hated you because, you always got the attention I've always wanted... Never do I know, you're my true happiness. Chloe, I want you to know that I regret all of my actions towards you and I'm glad, I could pay for my crimes with this. Saving your life, is my biggest achievement in this world and I will never regret that. Please, forgive me and Farhan for our wrong doings and also, I love you so m

"What permission?" Barry said. Labake looking at her sister exclaimed, "Little sis, aren't you fortunate to have a big mom? Congratulations to you my Comfort, though I will miss you I think Mrs. Carolina will make a better mother than me. I have failed you again and again but God has raised another woman to take over. Mom would be delighted in her grave to know this. Comfort, please find a place in your heart to forgive me. Never forget us, I and my family here. We love you". Barry spoke, full of emotion." I lack words to express my regret. If you can cut through my heart, you will see how sorry I am. I wish I can draw back the hand of time, but it can not be undone. Please, do forgive me. I

“I raised you.. I know you’re not evil, just misunderstood.” Arthur stepped closer to the bed, his voice low, tired. “She’s been punishing herself every day since that night. I think it’s time the both of you stop bleeding for the past.” I glanced between them… the man I’d silently entrusted with my sister’s life to and the sister I once trusted more than anyone in the world. The years between us, the anger, the secrets… they all suddenly seemed smaller compared to this moment. I took a shaky breath and smiled weakly. “There’s nothing left to forgive. We’ve all hurt each other in one way or another. But I think it’s time to let it go.”

“There’s nothing to forgive, mama. You didn’t do anything at all. I know that it’s his pride that’s to blame for everything –“ With a soft sob, my mother wraps me in her arms and I bury my face in her shoulder, taking in her lavender verbena scent, a smell I didn’t realize I had missed – “Evelyn,” my sister says, and I peek at her from my spot by my mother’s side. Her lower lip trembles, her hands pressed together and held anxiously in front of her. “Please, Evelyn, can you forgive me as well? I have so much more to apologize for than our mother, but if you can –“ Silently, I hold out my arm to her and she takes two faltering steps forward, joining our hug. Our mother laughs softly and I joi

And above all, I would tell you that I’m sorry for ever making you hate me, even though I don’t know what I did to make you hate me. I would tell you that I forgive you, every time you made me cry. For every time you made it look like you hated me. Because in truth, blood never hates blood. And you never hated me. You were only angry. Angry at something that was stolen from you, years ago. And I wish I knew what was stolen. I wish I knew what turned my sister into this.

I clеarеd my throat and took anothеr stеp closеr, my hands clеnching and unclеnching at my sidеs. "Plеasе, Sеlеnе," I plеadеd. "I know I mеssеd up. I know I hurt you. But I nееd you to forgivе mе. I can't bеar to sее you likе this, avoiding mе and shutting mе out. I miss my littlе sistеr, and I nееd you in my lifе."

She shouted in her face. "Forgive us please, Casey. Forgive us. I know we didn't treat you well when you're with us in the province, but we regretted it already. We didn't treat you well for so many years. We're cruel to you, and we didn't treat you as our family member. But I want to say sorry for the things we did. It's our mistakes. It's our fault. We made your life miserable. We disowned you. You're still my cousin, Casey. Nothing will change. We hurt your feelings too much. We hurt you for so many years. We didn't give you the happiness you deserve with us. We regretted it. We blamed ourselves because of what happened to you. We made mistakes against you. I want you to forgive us please

She collapsed against me, ten years of held guilt flooding out in tears that soaked my shoulder. "I forgive you," I said into her hair. "Formally. Officially. Completely." "You shouldn't—" "I forgive you because holding onto that anger would poison me more than it would ever punish you. I forgive you because we were children shaped by adults' fears. I forgive you because you've spent five years proving that cruelty wasn't who you really were, just who you thought you had to be." "Most of all," I pulled back to meet her eyes, "I forgive you because you're my sister now. Not by blood but by choice. And sisters forgive each other for the sharp edges they grew before they learned to be soft."

Her words sank deep into my chest, heavy with regret and pain, and I held her tighter, my fingers pressing into her back as if I could pull us closer than we already were. I missed this. I missed her. I missed the way we used to talk about everything without holding back, the way we understood each other without even needing to speak, and now, even though she was right here in my arms, I could still feel the distance that had grown between us over time. But this was a start. “I’ve forgiven you, sister,” I whispered, my voice so sure as I pulled back slightly to look at her face. “We can move past all of this now.”