Revenge After Prison：never Forgiven Novels & Stories

*"Dear Aloe,* *Congratulations again on Evelyn's arrival. April 23rd—a Taurus indeed. I'm already imagining the stubbornness you'll be dealing with in about two years. Good luck.* *Prison is exactly as terrible as movies suggest, though slightly better than I feared. The food is institutional, the company is varied, and I have a lot of time to think about the choices that brought me here. Mostly, I'm grateful those choices helped you and Evelyn reach safety.* *You said you don't know if you've forgiven me, and I appreciate that honesty. Forgiveness isn't something I expected or feel entitled to. What I hope for—and this might be presumptuous—is that someday you'll look back on our complicate

He spoke in order to calm him down. "No, no, I can't wait any longer. I've been in prison for a month. I know this very well, and I don't want the police to catch me again without revenge. I don't care if my revenge is fulfilled or if I will be hanged later, I can't live without my revenge anyway." “Dude, why do you think that now we are free and now we are not going to be in the hands of the police, why don't you burn your blood? So, let's go and call and ask about this lousy woman."

Revenge 5 If someone had told me that my life was going to turn out this way , I would have never believed . The thought of it was making me go insane by just thinking about it . I knew that I was doing this just to have my revenge on him , but a part of me felt really happy that I am doing this . Ethan had to be the most handsome man that I had ever seen in my entire life . I knew that I shouldn’t be feeling this way , but I didn’t care , I could feel the way that I wanted after all he was cheating on me first .

I didn't wait in the hospital any more second and walked out of the hospital into the heavy downpour. Sean was dead. I killed him. His entire mafia who apparently was the cause of my family's death is in jail and probably won't be out anytime soon. My revenge is complete. I started laughing and sat down on the pavement and my salty tears mixed with the rain fell down my face. Everything is over and I am feeling empty and sad. But I just sat there and laughed while more tears streamed down my face.

The man I knew, the Masato who always seemed in control of everything, had gone through that? "When he finally got out, he wasn’t the same. And that’s when his revenge began." Thomas moved closer to the table and, in a somber voice, said: "He went back to that orphanage. He ordered it to be set on fire, with all the staff inside. None of them survived." I felt the blood drain from my face. I couldn’t imagine Masato, with all his charm and self-control, ordering something like that. I mean, yes, there was danger in his eyes, and I knew making him angry was definitely risky, but…

My soul was floating in the rain as I watched them chain Susan. The cement mixer roared. Susan cried, genuinely afraid. "Calvin... Barry... I was wrong... Please forgive me... You always forgave me for my mistakes, so you'll forgive me this time too right?" Barry turned his face away. Calvin remained expressionless. "Apologize to Charlotte." At the mention of my name, Susan immediately screamed, "There's no way I'll apologize to Charlotte! Charlotte! You won! Are you satisfied now? You ruined everyone with your life..."

He buried his head in his hands and cried out painfully, "What can I do? My son's still in the hospital waiting for me to get the money to save him! I can't just let him die!" I knew that the time was right. I said, "If you let me go, I'll pay for your son's surgery and even write you a letter of forgiveness so you can get out of prison and see your son sooner." Steve paused mid-sob, then looked at me. "Will you really do that?" I quickly nodded. Just as he was about to cut the ropes that were binding me, Yves and his parents suddenly looked up from the stacks of money. Seeing that Steve was about to free me, they rushed toward him, and a fight broke out between them.

Cyril confessed, hiding his face. Everyone looked at him complicatedly. Listening to his confession, Melody sighed. Cyril should know that he would end like this. He had been trapped in a revenge dilemma for many years. Hatred blinded him and kept him in a blind circle. In the end, he suffered all the consequences. However, Cyril's reaction surprised Melody. This must be the soft side of this cold-hearted man. She pursed her lips, took out her phone, and recorded a video of Cyril's confession.

Yet in her mind, she knew that a tiny life was growing inside her. “I can’t lose him,” Cassandra continued, staring at her reflection in the small mirror above the sink. Her eyes looked tired, but they were filled with a mix of conflicting emotions. “But… how can I forgive him? The man who… killed my parents.” Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, but Cassandra quickly wiped them away with the back of her hand. She didn’t want to appear weak, not even to herself. The monumental decision she had to make felt like an unbearable weight crushing her chest. Revenge or starting something new with a man she despised yet needed?

Stop right there! Estel opened her eyes in reaction to his comments, and the green flames within were filled with cold scorn. "I haven't lost anything, Mr. Jensen." She cut across what he was about to say with lethal coldness. Pride is something that will never be lost on me. There's no way your actions could ever damage it. But even as she spoke, her mind screamed the wordless litany that she had lost her pride! Indeed, she had! 'Oh, I know I'm not at fault for it,' he said with a dry drawl. "It's what you've done that you're discovering so hard to live with."