Novel & Cerita Why Not Rather Be Wronged

I was going to take my friends to Alex's palace to seek refuge as I knew he would definitely accept us since he was seeking my forgiveness. If my words were not true then I could have thought of Damian as the first option in the first place but Damian would always be my last option. Since he never prioritized me those days, I wasn't willing to prioritize him back. Two wrongs don't make a right? Yes! Don't pay evil with evil? Yes! I was patient enough for karma to arrive even though I could have just stabbed Zara in the eye out of frustration back then. I patiently waited and now karma was here and I, Hazel Moonlight, would play on karma's side and not against it since I long awaited it.

But they will not give up their power without a fight. I close my eyes. I can picture the council table perfectly. Their faces. Their fear. Their disbelief. It felt almost like they were trying to convince themselves that I was wrong, instead of proving me wrong. You were right. I did show mercy. You thought it was enough. I open my eyes again. I thought it was the right thing. The reply comes slower this time. Right and necessary are not always the same. I breathe out and watch the air fog in front of me.

Am I wrong or was I right? Like an uppercut to the jaw, my mother just knocked me out. I am on the ground I raise the white flag. -Mom I…. -I'm not asking you to give me an answer immediately, I just want you to realize the absurdity of the situation in which you find yourself. Just out of spite you will marry a man who has been right with you from the beginning just to make another person suffer. Tell me how are you different from Ella? So there, it's my mother but she goes beyond the limits

Miss Sarah asked and I shooky head. No one told me why we were here,all I was just given was looks of disbelief. "You are here because you hurt your mother ,you stabbed her and other behaviors". Miss Sarah explained. "Do you think stabbing your mother was wrong?". Sarah asked. "No I don't think it was wrong,mom always got in my way". I replied boldy and mom gasped. Was my reply wrong? I thought I was told the truth ? Is lying what I should do? I just didn't know, I was too long then to comprehend what was happening.

"Who am I not to apologize to you? I'm more wrong because I didn't want to believe my mother and my family. I feel like I was wrong." "Go after him, maybe you'll be happy!" "I just don't understand why you didn't tell me before and only now? - Ana, I know I'm not a saint but you were the only one who is trying to help me because of my mistakes that prevent me from being hired and I really need work." "Girl, regardless of your situation, don't ruin other people's happiness. You don't know if one day they will do it to you, so from now on, think before ruining someone's happiness."

Rebecca continued to question. "Like I said. I came to realize I did you wrong. In fact, I was wrong about who I should have been punishing this whole time." Despite Christian's comments, Rebecca was still at a loss in this whole situation. "The world is better off without people who dare mock others for their misfortune. Even more so when they fail to truly comprehend that the misfortunate never asked to have the life they were forced to live. To constantly be looked down on and targeted for other's amusement and... 'satisfaction'. To be belittled for what they were born with or born as, instead of being seen for the person they are.”

"You don't have anything to apologize for. Not this." "I didn't mean to scare anyone." "I know you didn't." His voice softened again, though the firmness stayed underneath it, steady as a hand on a railing. "You didn't do anything wrong by reaching a limit, Zéphyrine. Everyone has one. You just found yours alone, in the dark, because you've never let anyone close enough to help you carry it before now." I didn't have an answer for that. I wasn't sure I'd fully understood it myself yet — that reaching a limit wasn't the same thing as failing, that needing help wasn't the debt I'd always assumed it was.

The room was silent, with the chairman and others lacking an explanation. Felix’s anger was palpable as he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. His body tensed, with visible veins bulging in his neck. Sweat flooded out of his body, soaking his clothes until they were wet. Fraser’s gaze drifted away from the others as he spoke. “If no one has insight, then both actions stand equally justified—or unjustified,” He paused, his words hanging in the air for a moment. “The saying goes that two wrongs don’t make a right, but in this case, it seems both parties are on an equal footing. Let’s drop it and move on.”

Good solution, my ass. I don't see a good solution to my problem. Because if I choose the right one I will still cry. I’m still the loser in the end. I will still be left behind. I will be miserable. Though I have an option, I'd rather live miserably than snatch an innocent child's right of having a complete family.

A/P "We may love the wrong person or cry for the wrong reason. But one thing is sure, mistakes help us find the right person." ~A/N