Novel & Cerita We Can Be Mended

How do you climb back to a place you burned? One step. Then another. Then another, until the ash becomes soil and the soil bears something living. Tomorrow, Brian and I would walk into his classroom together. I’d bring the plainest pride and the lightest touch. No grand entrance. No Rothschild procession. Just a father and his son. I slid the phone into my pocket, squared my shoulders, and breathed the antiseptic air like it could cleanse more than hands. What I broke, I must mend. And what I cannot mend, I will learn to live with, but I will fix what I can.

how delusional we were. The pain we both felt brought us closer and we thought that together, we can fix each other. But how can you fix someone before you can even fix yourself? Our broken edges fit together, but how can they ever get rid of the cracks that formed after the impact? We were fools to believe that we can come out from the other end just like that. Time slowly and ever so painfully showed us, that when the storm ends, the sun doesn't immediately shows up. When the rain stops, you don't carelessly go and run outside unless you have no fear of slipping and falling.

Neither does Roman. We stay connected. In this fragile moment. ###########

“Thank you, Elena. For listening. For not turning away.” I leaned in, resting my forehead against his. “I’m not going anywhere. Not now, not ever.” He closed his eyes, the tension in his body easing for the first time in what felt like forever. “Maybe... maybe we can start to heal. Together.” I smiled, warmth flooding my chest. “Together.” As the rain softened outside, we sat entwined in each other’s arms, two broken souls beginning the slow, painful journey toward trust and healing. The past would never fully disappear, but maybe—just maybe—we could learn to live beyond it.

For the first time in a long while, I felt like maybe—just maybe—we weren’t completely broken. And I wasn’t about to waste the chance to make things right.

We need to focus on healing and repairing what we currently have. Hopefully, Kaia won’t hold it against us when she returns to us one day.

“Can we rebuild this, Caden? Can we fix what’s been broken between us?” He moved closer, careful not to overwhelm her. “I don’t know,” he admitted, his voice breaking slightly. “But I want to. Every day, I want to prove to you that we can start over. That we can *be* what we were meant to be… as a family.”

Now our relationship is getting a second chance and I intend to make the most of it. We know what didn't work, where we went wrong and what we should change, so this is the time to correct what was wrong and resume our relationship in a way that strengthens it. I know we will be able to, because we love each other and love each other well, so all we can do is enjoy this fresh start and fight for our love!

"Let's find a way to move forward, to rebuild the trust that was broken. Together." And in that embrace, under the fading sunlight, I knew that we were embarking on a new chapter, one that held the promise of healing and rediscovering the love that had endured. It wouldn't be easy, but we were determined to face the challenges together, to emerge stronger than ever before.

“You realize this means an entire day of listening to Kael complain.” “I do not complain,” Kael argued immediately. Riven raised a brow. “You absolutely do.” That made me laugh quietly. A real laugh. One I hadn’t heard from myself in a while. And strangely enough, hearing it inside this room, surrounded by them, made something settle warmly inside my chest. Maybe rebuilding didn’t just mean fixing walls and wards. Maybe it also meant fixing people. Fixing trust. Fixing life. And for the first time since everything fell apart… It actually felt possible.