Pardon Novels & Stories

"Mommy, I want that toy." Emily patted his head and smiled. "Okay." She walked up to Leonardo and held out her hand. "Adam wants this toy, Leo. Give it to him." She did not ask him but demanded it from him. Lucas smiled and teased Adam for being naughty, and no one cared that I had won the toy for my own son. Leonardo refused. Emily frowned and said, "Leo, do you still remember what I told you? You need to be generous with Adam."

"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?

Hollow. “Forgive me,” he whispered, his voice barely audible against the distant hum of the city. “Please… forgive me.” The words hung in the air, unanswered. The next morning, an unassuming envelope arrived, tucked quietly among the usual stack of contracts and reports on Adrian Blackwood's desk. The thick cream paper, embossed with gold lettering, immediately caught his eye. It seemed out of place among the mundane paperwork, almost as if it were calling out to him. Adrian opened it with deliberate precision, the silver letter opener slicing through the seal. As he unfolded the card inside, his eyes quickly scanned the elegant script:

“Emily… please. Have mercy.” “There’s no mercy in power,” I said. I turned away from him, walked to the table, and picked up the empty vial that had once held the antidote. I tossed it over my shoulder. It landed beside him with a soft clink. “Goodbye, Jacob.” I didn’t look back. I didn’t have to. I heard him sobbing as I walked away, and it didn’t stir a single thread of sympathy in me. Because the truth was simple:

“It’s mostly just to plan what times he can help with mom and I can have a little free time. He’s my partner in crime with all this.” “Hey, I do stuff too.” Heath protested. “Yeah, you lie about sex with my best friend.” Haven snapped. “Not so loud! Mom could hear!” “Haven we already apologized for this.” Grace whispered. “Well, I’m not ready to forgive you. I’m not as gracious as God as you two so vehemently pointed out.” Haven sneered. “Hav.” Logan whispered, nudging her. “Remember what we talked about.” She nodded and looked back at Heath. “Sorry. I really am trying to forgive you guys, I just need a little more time.”

I am sorry once again for the confusion caused. Thanks for your understanding 😊

Our breasts are touching and he looks me deep in the eyes. "I'm sorry and at the same time, I'm thankful. Sorry for not being there for you but thank you for letting me get to know her. Thank you for not abord the child when I left you pregnant and alone. I don't know how hard it is raising a child all by myself but I know it has been surely hard for you, I'm very sorry about that. I don't know how to pay back what I did to you." Hudson almost cries and I'm still thinking about what to say.

she said softly, “you’ve grown into such a disciplined man. I’m proud of you.” The words should have made me happy. They didn’t. They felt like a knife. “Thank you,” I whispered. After breakfast, I escaped back upstairs. Shut the door. Sat on the bed with my knees pulled to my chest. I pulled out my rosary. My hands shook as I whispered prayer after prayer. “Forgive me. Forgive me. I didn’t mean it. I won’t do it again. I swear.” The words blurred together. My lips hurt from moving so fast. My stomach twisted, but I didn’t eat. Every pang felt deserved. Every dizzy spell felt like penance.

The officers seemed just as shocked. One of them paused before asking, "Yeah, that's possible. So, you're saying you want to forgive the people responsible?" Trevor nodded, his voice flat. "Yes, I forgive them."