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Sunitra might have been yelling, but she was calm; the water revolving around her was peaceful. “I said I'm not!” I growled, and Sunitra directed the small wave toward me. In the blink of an eye, they turned into mini spikes and flew in every direction. “You were saying?” Sunitra’s eyebrow rose in question, and I sighed. “You don't have to tell me what it is, but you will never truly master your powers if you don't let it go.” I scoffed. “So I should forgive and forget then?” “No, forgive, but don't ever forget. Letting go of your anger and rage is not the same as forgetting. It just means making payback fun. You're no longer doing it because you're bitter, but you need to teach the other pe

Even though it is difficult, I know that forgiveness is an important step to moving on. “Okay, Darwis,” I said finally. “I will try to forgive you. But please, don't ever think that I will forget everything that happened. I will always remember it as a valuable lesson.” Darwis nodded knowingly. “I understand, Kate. And I promise I will try to be a better person, even though we are no longer together." I stood up from my seat, feeling a weight slowly lift from my chest. “I have to go now, Darwis. Thank you for letting me talk and listen.”

"But I can't just forget what happened. I can't just forgive her. She took everything away from me." Vanessa's mother ran her hands over Kc's hair, the gesture gentle and tender. "Forgiveness is not forgetting, Kc. It's not saying that what occurred was okay. It's letting yourself off the hook for the pain. You don't have to lug it around the rest of your life." The words hit Kc like a lightning bolt that struck him and made his body run cold. He cringed at the very thought. How would he be able to forgive Valeria? Could he at all?

Even though according to everyone's opinion, it was cowardly to give up and quit easily, but for me and for all the people who truly understand me, they know it's not. It's just accepting that it's over and giving them up is not cowardice, but letting new opportunities to come in my life. I'm not saying that I will completely forget them, because I know it's not that easy and will still live in me, whatever happens. I will now begin to forget the pain but never the lessons that I have gained from it. ..................................... "I'm sorry, Ma'am Sophia, but you're not allowed to go out." "What did you say?"

He asked and I turned to him. "Forgive and Forget." "As simple as that?" He shook his head not agreeing with me. "I'm a girl who easily forgive someone when they made a mistake. Remembering about their mistake won't make you move on. It's in the past." I said as I leaned my back to the wall. "What if you meet someone who hurt you a lot until you can't handle it?" He suddenly asked as he put his hands to his pocket looking at the view. "It will heal as the time goes by, we can't stuck there all the time. We need to move on, with their mistake we can know that they're not worth it or maybe there are times people make mistakes." I said as I observed his face.

“I don’t think we should dwell on the past, guys. What is done is done. We should forget and... “Forget?” I snap at Ana, conjuring my face for her. She seems shocked and fearful after my outburst. And she should be. “You expect me to forget everything?” I challenge. She takes a long blink and a deep sigh. “No. That is not what I meant. I mean, I am not talking about what my mother did. That is unacceptable. She is my mother, but I cannot defend her if she is indeed guilty. I am just saying that you and Ray should find a way to forgive each other. Find solid ground to solve your differences. It is important.” She states.

There’s one article I’ve been meaning to finish — about forgiveness. Writing about self-love is easy now. Writing about forgiveness? Not so much. There are people I’m still trying to forgive — not because they deserve it, but because I need to let go. Caleb. Aaron. Elena. Their names still sting when I think of everything that happened. But if I’ve learned anything, it’s that holding on to pain only makes you its prisoner. Back in my dorm, I light a candle and start typing. > “Forgiveness isn’t forgetting. It’s remembering without letting it ruin you. It’s standing in the same room as your pain and realizing it no longer controls you.”

She straightened slowly in her chair. “Melissa,” she said softly. The girl turned to her, defiant but trembling. “You’re right,” Sarah admitted. “Forgiveness is not easy.” Daniel glanced at his mum, surprised. She rarely admitted uncertainty aloud. “But listen to me carefully,” Sarah continued. “Forgiveness does not mean pretending something never happened. It doesn’t mean removing consequences. And it doesn’t mean allowing harm to continue.” She reached across the table, resting her palm flat, not touching Melissa yet—waiting.

Jonathan came there to apologize, and Amara also forgave him without making a fuss. But how could she forget what he has done? Forgiving and forgetting are two different things. Maybe she doesn’t have any grudges against him, but they can never forget that incident. And how could he compensate her? Can he give her back her virginity? Or the humiliation she suffered that day? Can he wipe it out? No, he can’t.

The ride back to our place was quiet, but it was a comfortable silence this time. Lucie held my hand the entire way, his thumb brushing over my knuckles. I leaned my head against the window, watching the city lights blur past us. “You okay?” he asked after a while. “I don’t know,” I admitted. “I’m still trying to process everything. How do you even begin to forgive something like this?” Lucie glanced at me, his expression thoughtful. “Forgiveness doesn’t mean forgetting. It doesn’t mean pretending it didn’t happen. It just means letting go of the anger, for your own sake.”