Forgive Us My Dear Sister Novels & Stories

"Look Fiona, this is me extending an olive leaf, you can either take it or throw it in the fire, I was a bad sister, I know, why do you think I am here? For years, I looked for home, a friend, wanted bestfriends, craved love, how blind of me, when you, my sister was there." "If I could turn back the time, I would, but I can't, so I'll make do with the time I've got. I hate my life, my husband and I are equally empty, he won't even look at me. I have given up on gaining his affection, I just want my sister to forgive me."

"Yes, Evelyn is my wife now. Whether you accept it or not, I'm with her. What happened was an accident. None of us wanted it. Can't you just forgive her?" "How am I supposed to forgive her? I'm your mother! Look at me! Look at my face! I was ruined, and you want me to forgive her?" She grabbed his chin and forced him to look at her disfigured face. Fresh red skin had just begun to grow over the wounds, with black scabs still visible in some places. It was a horrifying sight. When Trevor looked away, Lydia's heart broke. If her son couldn't even bear to look at her, what was the point of living anymore?

"Thank you, Father. I promise to make amends and restore our family's honor." King Fredrick's gaze held both warmth and wisdom as he spoke, his voice filled with paternal love. "Sophia, forgiveness is a journey, and it is not mine alone to give. You must also seek forgiveness from Isabella, your sister. She has been burdened with the weight of your actions, and it is important that you apologize to her as well." Sophia's heart sank at the mention of Isabella's name, realizing the pain she had caused her beloved sister. She nodded, her voice filled with determination. "I understand, Father. I will seek Isabella's forgiveness and make things right between us."

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.

"I'm sorry Liv. I know I broke your heart. I know I shouldn't have moved here. I have messed up so many times. But I am here to work. I needed to get a better job so that I could take care of my daughter." He said that last part and looked at me like he was waiting for me to react in some type of way. "Don't look too disappointed JP. I already know about McKayla. Maggie made sure to reach out to me. She said she was only reaching out to me to apologize for everything, but she let me know about McKayla and even sent me a picture of her. JP, I don't know what you want from me. I struggled to pull myself together the first year after you broke me. I was stupid and fell for you. You can apologiz

Then, with belated insight she realized that she must follow the advice she'd issued to Devin after their night together. She needed to learn forgiveness as well. With her sister. With Devin. “Yes. Yes. I forgive you. You're my sister,” she proclaimed fiercely as tears rolled down her cheeks, heart unburdened by the action. At the same time, she felt another twinge in the same region for the man she proclaimed to love. If she could forgive her sister so easily, couldn’t she make the same concession for Devin?

“Sister, you are so kind. I know you wouldn’t stay angry at me. I was wrong in the past. I hope you don’t take it to heart.” “Let’s not talk about the past,” I said gently and looked at Tina calmly. Tina might have no bad intentions. As long as she truly repented and was willing to treat me as her elder sister, I would also treat her as my youngest sister. “Thank you, sister. As long as you forgive me, I will be happy.” “From now on, I will be obedient and be a good sister,” Tina said sincerely. She held my hand tightly as if holding onto our life-saving float.

Destined for greater things. “Nina,” I said softly, my tone gentle and weighted with years of unspoken understanding. “Whatever made you believe I could possess Father’s love was nothing more than an illusion. Father loved you—truly loved you—more than anyone.” Her eyes flickered. “Do you forgive me, Sister?” “Yes. A long time ago,” I replied. “Will you give me to them?” she whispered, a fractured sob threading through her words. “Will you allow them to take me?”

I didn't want to speak to her but Elma called her. "Come here Babe" She moved closer to Elma who just hugged her. I was surprised to see that. She forgive that easy. "Am so sorry sis. I didn't... It won't happen again I promise" Babe cried "Shush... It's okay dear. I forgive you" Elma said. "Thank you so much sis." Babe said and they hugged again. Wow. She is indeed an angel. I won't forgive that easily if I were... "Jones" she called snapping me out of my thoughts. She turned Babe to me and gestured that I forgive her. "Forgive her. She is your sister"

I might be hurt by his actions, but he hadn't messed up until his involvement with my sister, and the numerous sins to cover up his track. I shrugged. He was human. Simply human. “Sophia’s burial is near… it would be unfair to keep you away from her in her last moment on earth.” I ran my tongue along my teeth and tried to stop myself from tearing up. Sophia. Moi Cucciolo. “Ti perdono. I forgive you…” The words were heavy on my tongue. It tasted strange even. “But this would be the last.” I blurted out. “The soldati would come to get you.”