Romans & histoires Forgiving What You Can't Forget Audiobook

While me, I'm here waiting for him to remember me and him don't care about me like I've never existed. I feel my tears running down again, I thought I could ignored this but I really can't. Why did this thing happened? Did I do something Terrible that I was punished by this? Tears flows to my cheeks and I sobbed. I get up and get the blue box and put my ring and bracelet there. He gave me that ring when he proposed to me years ago and he gave me that bracelet when we went to his favorite place the day before the accident happened. I put all of our memories together in this box, our pictures together and etc. I also place in this box all of the stuff the gave to me. It's time to give it back

"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

"Nessa, when you read this, your new life begins. Don't dwell on the past, and don't try to uncover who you used to be. Trust me, move forward with determination. You have what it takes to live a brilliant life. "Also, never believe in love or any nonsense men spout. People change. No one is ever truly reliable. The only person you can count on is yourself. You must love yourself first and foremost." She folded the note and slipped it into her pocket, ready for herself to find when she woke. The airport speakers announced the final boarding call. "Passenger Nessa Hill, your flight is about to depart. Please proceed to Gate H25 immediately." Courtney pulled out the vial of memory-erasing poti

"Your father was blinded because he refused to see the consequences of his actions. His ears rmoved beccause would not not listen to reason. He was allowed to keep his man flesh because he was not going to have any part in your vile actions, except to approve of them. Which is bad enough." Tine had heard enough. He was leaving the cell. As he did, he heard Ashton screaming in terror, then screaming in pain and the sounds of his wretched sobs followed him up the stairs to the ground floor of the keep. Shutting the door, he turned and watched as the Clutch and Village Elders stepped forward from the shadows.

"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?

Then he burst into loud, ugly sobs. "What do I do? Sarah doesn't want me anymore! Go apologize to her! Both of you!" Margaret was caught between fury and heartbreak. She looked at her son with a mix of love and frustration. "She just treated you like that, and you're still begging for her? What is wrong with you? It's like you're possessed!" Lucas wouldn't listen to a word. He scrambled to his feet and tried to run after her. His father, who had been silent until now, finally snapped. He caught up to Lucas and slapped him across the face.

“It’s not hate, Gramps. It’s pity, pure and simple. I pity her and I pity the life she forced me to lead until she died – until you took me in.” “For all your schoolin’, for everything I taught you, you never learned to forgive and forget?” he said in a softer voice, his tone coaxing my eyes back to his. “Forgiving and forgetting are two very different things, Gramps. You can forgive, you can forget, but rarely are they done together. I can’t forget my childhood and I can’t erase the scars. I can’t change the things it’s taught me or burn those images or memories from my mind. They mean I’ll never forget, and because I can’t forget, I can’t forgive. It’s that simple.”

he was right but still, I couldn't bring myself to forgive myself. To forget. Who could truly help us?

Liam began, his voice soft and sincere, "I cannot express how deeply sorry I am for what happened. I never should have doubted you, let alone forgotten you. You mean everything to me." Bloom turned to face him, her eyes filled with understanding and forgiveness. "Liam, what happened was beyond your control. I don't blame you for any of it. Let's focus on what we can do now to move forward." Liam nodded, grateful for her forgiving spirit. "Thank you, Bloom. I promise to make things right, to protect you, and to ensure that nothing like this ever happens again."

But in moments of profound grief, what else is there to say? "I'm trying to be," I managed, offering a smile so weak it was barely a ghost of an expression. Jessica's professional side emerged. "Are you feeling pain anywhere? Do you need anything?" "Please," I whispered. "Something to help me sleep, to help me forget. To just... stop feeling. For a little while." The word "forget" resonated deeply. What a beautiful, impossible concept. The irony was not lost on me. After all, I was a woman with incomplete memories, I've spent months trying to piece everything together yet today I wish to forget.