Forgiving What You Can't Forget Audiobook Novels & Stories

His voice trembled as he said, "Sadie, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said those things about you. I cut ties with all of them. I swear. Please don't forget me. Please…" I braced my foot behind the door. "Sorry, I truly don't know you. And even if we did know each other, you should know my situation. I keep records of everyone I meet. But there's nothing on you in my phone. That tells me even if we did cross paths, we weren't close enough for me to save your name or photo." My words seemed to set him off. His eyes reddened, and he slammed his fist against the doorframe. "Bullshit! I don't believe you. You can't just forget seven years like they meant nothing!"

reborn. The final memories flickered to life, a poignant conclusion to the tumultuous journey of my past. I recalled Haven's words, her voice filled with conviction and faith in me. She had believed in me, seen potential in the broken, angry young man I once was. Her words had been a balm to my soul, a reassurance that I was capable of more than I ever thought possible. And then, as we had agreed, she took all my memories, erasing the pain and the anguish, leaving me with a clean slate.

"You don't know what to say? You single handedly ruined my life, and you have the nerve to tell me that you don't know what to say? Are you serious right now?" A bitter scoff slipped past her lips. "You know what? Fine. I'll tell you what you should do. Turn back time. I want you to turn back time and undo every single thing you ever did to me. Go to the past and redeem yourself by being a good person. If you can do that, Zayden. Then I promise, I am going to forgive you. But if you can't, then you have to forget about it." My hands curled into fists. "Forget about it? How can I forget about it, Dahlia? Your words, the memories of the things I did, they are going to haunt me forever. I don't

I paused, then turned and asked my assistant for a lighter, and lit one corner of the paper. The flame consumed the words. The ashes scattered in the wind, like our past, now reduced to dust. I didn't forgive him. Never. But I won. I looked down at the city that had once tried to consume me. Now, it lay at my feet. I was the queen here, and that man was merely a stain on my crown, easily wiped away. Meanwhile, in the maximum-security wing of Rikers Island. The solitary cell had no windows. Only suffocating silence filled it.

Karen, having glimpses into their situation through her interactions with Nelson's father, listened with understanding. Valerie," Karen began, her voice soft with understanding, "forgiveness is a powerful force. I once found myself holding onto resentment toward my own brother. We hadn't spoken for years due to misunderstandings and hurts. It took a health crisis for me to realize the fragility of time and the weight of unresolved issues." She continued, "In that critical moment, I chose to let go of the bitterness. I reached out to my brother, seeking reconciliation. It wasn't easy, but it was necessary. We mended our relationship before it was too late, and it brought a profound sense of p

Just us, suspended in this fragile, beautiful quiet. "Percival," I whispered, my voice tight with honesty, "I can forgive you. I already have in some ways... but forgetting? That’s a whole different kind of war." My throat tightened, but I didn’t look away. “It still hurts. But I’m willing to try.”

I added. “Can you tell me about one of those moments?” Doctor Angela asked me. “When I butchered a hunter in front of my son. We can’t come back from that. There are no amount of happy memories that can replace such a moment. That can make Asher forget.” I said, feeling the weight of what I had done. “Sometimes it’s not about forgetting, but about forgiving. Asher might not forget that moment, but that doesn’t mean you can’t get that relationship with him back, albeit maybe slightly different.”

“Have you truly forgiven Rowan? How did you do it? How did you let go of the past?” I just didn’t get it and, if I am being honest, I am freaking scared of taking that step with Gabriel. Her eyes shift to her husband, before the refocus back on me. “I have forgiven him, and that’s the easy part. The hard part is letting go and forgetting. I won’t lie to you, Harper, it isn’t easy. There isn’t a magic potion that will make you forget what he did. Other days are harder than others, especially when those memories hit me and infiltrate my mind, making me question my decision to give him a chance.”

I say, smiling a small, warm smile at her. "How?" she asks desperately. "All those good memories you have of him, the ones you hold closest to that big heart of yours, take them and never forget them. Because although the way he treated you darkened his image, and all that darkness spread throughout you from him, you still have that last string of happiness, real and true happiness, with him. And nothing is more valuable than remembering the good in people. Nothing. So forgive him. Give yourself a break. But never forget it, because it's gonna make you stronger in due time, you hear me?" I say.

He wiped those tears flowing through his eyes. "But enough now! Enough. I want to get rid of you, rid of those memories and pain. I want to forget you. I won't even curse you from now cause that will only remind me of you. I just hope, if you ever get a life again, you'll never do that with anyone... with anyone." He turned back to me immediately and hugged me tightly, crying like a baby. ......................................................... Forgiving is making yourself strong❤