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he declares with a coldness that chills my soul. I feel a lump in my throat and the weight of guilt crushing me. But I also feel the determination to continue on my path. Revenge is my destiny, and nothing and no one will stop me. I stand up with determination, take the bag Habbab left, and prepare to embark on a new chapter of my life, where hatred and thirst for justice will be my guide. Nothing matters more than completing my revenge against Çakir Erdoğan, even if it means losing the love of my grandsons. My thirst for revenge still burns deep within me, and I won't rest until Çakir pays for what he's done.

As we ate in silence, a newfound confidence began to bloom within me. “I want revenge!” I declared, my voice dripping with a mix of bitterness and determination. “What?!” Noah scoffed, and a hint of amusement glinted in his gaze. “Revenge on who?” “On everyone who hurt me!” Noah broke into a peal of laughter, “You don’t mean that, do you? Are you seeking revenge for getting pregnant and married?” “No, I’m seeking revenge for getting played and being taken for granted.” As Noah’s laughter faded, a pensive expression settled over his features,

She paused to turn to the bartender and finally request a drink. I waited, my jaw already flexing and my chest tightening at the same time. I requested a drink after her. She took two big sips and asked for a refill before finally facing me again. "If I had never returned for revenge, nothing would ever happen to you. Nothing was going to happen to you. Your businesses grew times five, and you look even better with age. Your mom, Whitney.. everyone was having a blast when I came to New York. Everyone was happy while I had been faced with trauma.. battling with PTSD all these years. Karma was never going to do shit. Karma is a stupid fairytale, it does nothing."

He sighed as he leaned back and settled his red orbs on me. " Revenge has never been something I take to heart, I mean we should learn to forgive and just move on. I know I was used and rejected five years ago, but look at me right now, I have a steady job, a kid to take care of and friends who expect more from me. I can't just throw all these away in the name of revenge which could end me up jail or somewhat worst, death. I can't die now, especially not without watching my baby girl become way better than me in life. "

I won. So why does my chest still feel hollow? The press conference was three months ago. Vivian’s in prison. Adrian’s company is barely hanging on. Margaret doesn’t show her face in society anymore. Ethan calls me Mom without hesitation now, his room down the hall from mine, his laughter filling spaces that were silent for too long. I should be satisfied. Complete. But here’s what they don’t tell you about revenge: it fills your hands but empties your heart. You spend so long building walls that when someone offers to help you tear them down, you forget how.

Another moment further from the cell I should’ve rotted in. I was going to make good use of this chance. I would grow stronger. Build myself back up from the dirt and claw until I could repay everyone who ever hurt me in exactly the same coin. Revenge would come. But first—calories. I almost laughed at how I looked, devouring everything like some half-tamed stray. But I didn’t stop. Not until my plate was scraped clean, and the warmth of the food settled deep in my stomach like a promise. Then I froze again.

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 .

All those savages should feel what it's like to live in agony. Alexander immediately reached out and asked for Andre's profile. He is the type of person who is so careful in making decisions because the consequences will be difficult if not well thought out. He even had to go through a lot of time just to come back with a new and superior performance in order to carry out his revenge. The pain in his heart that hadn't gone away for several years and he kept thinking of ways to get back at them, and of course it all needed to be a struggle and couldn't fail. “Andre... who is he?”

Giving him till the end of the day before I go into a full panic mode. It took me a long time to have the strength to get back up and stand on my legs again. But eventually I did. I wiped away all traces of my disgust, anger, heartbreak, and grief, and focused on one thing, and one thing only. Revenge. What do they say about it? Revenge is always sweet, it’s the aftertaste that’s bitter.

That would be enough to reject me right? My eyes closed and I buried my head in my knees. I lost my family. I had my family and I lost them. I didn’t want a new one. I didn’t want a mate. I had loved, lost, and then got my revenge. All I wanted was to live out my life alone. The past few years after my revenge mission against the Vampire King the survivor’s guilt had become more and more prominent. Now, I just wanted to fall away into the world. This was supposed to be that trip, this home. Not trying to start a new family, a new life here. I just wanted to waste away.