She Won't Forgive Novels & Stories

"You killed her. You killed our daughter." Her sobs were manic, her delusions breaking through the cracks. "For love!" she screamed. "I did it for love. She would’ve taken you from me! You would’ve left me!" Adrian’s voice was steel. "I’ll never forgive you. Never." Her face crumpled, but he didn’t care. "I’ll return," she said through her sobs. "When I’m out... we’ll be a family again." Adrian’s voice was final, his resolve unshakable. "No. Never. Not for what you’ve done."

Since I loved her, I had to trust her. “Ethan, I’m sorry. After having Teddy for over a decade, losing him feels the same as losing a family member. I’ve not been myself over the past few days, and that’s why I didn’t contact you. Please forgive me.” I wrapped my arms around her lovingly and comforted her softly, “I’m not mad at you. I just feel bad because I couldn’t be there for you when you were feeling down.” She looked up with teary eyes and planted a soft kiss on my cheek.

What other truths have my preconceived notions hidden from me? I realize that forgiveness isn't merely a gesture of appreciation; it's not about giving a gift to the person being forgiven. Rather, it's a gift to myself—a chance to release the burdens I no longer want to carry. With this understanding, I find the strength to forgive Alejandro for the years of abuse and for using me, Diana, and the baby for his own gain. I forgive Fina for crashing my celebrations in a misguided attempt to humiliate me and belittle Dean. I even manage to forgive Liza and Hugo for putting me in this situation.

“She'll heal. What I think you should do is go outside and forgive your friend.” “I will not do that.” “Hear her out. I have a feeling that she isn't wrong at all. Listen to her please. We can't reject her.” “She's a traitor. She betrayed me and she also masterminded the kidnap of my mother. I can't forgive her. Never! She doesn't deserve my forgiveness.” “Everyone deserves forgiveness.” I blocked out my ears, not to hear what Diane had to say. I felt my stomach burn and my heart pounding causing me rage and to unleash and let it all out.

She walked over, handing him her wedding invite. “I'm getting married,you are invited” “Does that mean I'm forgiven” He asked hopefully. “Bold if you to assume I'll ever forgive you” She turned and walked out not sparing a backwards glance. On the bed a device beeped. “You heard her,she's never forgiving me,I won't be in her mercy forever,like a charity case” Damian said,his eyes dark in anger, two or more can play a game of unforgiveness.

“I know and I will never forgive myself for it.” I stared at her for a long moment. “Get up.” She stood up wobbling a little. Her leg looked bad. “You shouldn’t be on that leg.” “It’s fine,” she lied. “I’ve had worse.” I sighed. “I forgive you.” She blinked fast, like she didn’t believe me. “But don’t mistake my forgiveness for weakness,” I said with a stern face. “I won’t harm you. That won’t fix anything. But if you betray me again, I won’t give you another chance.”

"She's not a bad girl. She's childish and she's stubborn and she's been spoiled by every person in this family including me—and moments like tonight are the result of that. But she's not rotten. Not in her heart." The woman's eyes searched mine. "Please forgive her. Truly. Not just with your mouth." I reached out and took the woman's hands before she could say anything else. "Ma'am," I said, "please. Don't beg me. I already meant it when I said it. I forgive her." I squeezed her hands once. "And thank you. Truly. I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't come down.” She stared at me for a second.

Now day by day I am knowing how much she suffered in her past. I will love her more which will help her to forget her past. Chhaya whoever you are, I won't forgive you, never.

“Never came to my grave. Never stood there with flowers. Never asked the ground if it had swallowed the wrong woman.” Her voice cracked on the last word, and something cold moved through my chest. “Who was he?” Elgin asked. Nessa shook her head slowly. “It doesn’t matter now. I’ve forgiven him.” “Nessa,” I said. “No, really.” She looked down at her cup. “I forgave him. I moved on. He moved on too.” Elgin did not look convinced. “That does not sound like forgiveness.” Her smile grew a little.

Lorenzo Blackwood called off the mating ceremony. The reason was that I had smiled at another male werewolf at the bonfire party. For the Alpha of the Moonlight Pack, his version of the silent treatment was almost laughably childish. He stopped bringing me with him and deliberately took his assistant Anna Reed's hand instead. He deliberately bid one million dollars on a ruby for Anna at an Imperial auction, then fastened it around her neck himself. He made a point of guiding Anna through hand-to-hand combat drills on the training ground, lingering far too close as he corrected her stance. He made a point of answering every word Anna said with endless patience while ignoring every look I sent