The Love From Vengeance

279: AMNESTY

You remember the way love came into your life like a whirlwind, promising endless

happiness and fulfillment. It was a love that consumed you, filled you with joy, and made your world brighter. You felt invincible as if nothing could ever shatter the perfect bubble you had created together.

But slowly, imperceptibly at first, cracks began to form in that beautiful facade. Small disagreements turned into bigger arguments, misunderstandings led to hurt feelings, and before you knew it, you were caught in a downward spiral that seemed impossible to

escope.

The suffering you experience when someone you love hurts you is unlike any other. A deep ache settles in your chest, a constant reminder of what once was and what could have been. Every word spoken in anger, betrayal, and broken promise chip away at the armor around your heart until you feel exposed and vulnerable.

You tried to hold on, to mend what was broken between the two of you, but it felt like trying

to piece together shards of glass–painful and futile. The love that once lifted you up now weighs you down, dragging you into a dark pit of despair. You felt lost, adrift in a sea of

emotions you couldn’t make sense of.

You found yourself questioning everything–yourself, your worth, your ability to love and be loved. The pain of heartbreak is a lonely road to walk, filled with memories that haunt you

in the quiet moments when you’re alone with your thoughts.

But even in the depths of your despair, a small ember of hope flickered within you. You realized that holding on to anger and bitterness would only poison your own heart. Your knew that forgiveness was the key to setting yourself free from the chains of the past.

Forgiveness is challenging. It’s a choice you have to make every day, a conscious effort to let go of the hurt and anger that weigh you down. It’s a process of healing, of releasing the grip of pain so that you can move forward with an open heart.

You chose to forgive not because the other person deserved it but because you deserved peace. You deserved to let go of the heavy burden you had been carrying for so long. Forgiveness was your gift to yourself a way to reclaim your power and your happiness.

In the end, you emerged from the darkness stronger and more resilient than before. Love may have broken you, but it also taught you the power of forgiveness and the strength that comes from letting go. You carry your heart with you, bruised but still beating, ready to love.

again with a newfound sense of wisdom and grace.

LUKE’S POV

to remember our great moments; they were wonderful. I knew; it was just

learn. Right now, you have a lot of adventures ahead of you. And I’m hoping you choose the right. path, not making any mistakes or hurting anyone. Because I’ve been in such a situation.

are going great between

heart right in you–a gift from God. And the choice is left for us–to

Doing terrible things might just hurt you later on; karma is haunting you, and trust me, you wouldn’t want that. So I suggest you soften that heart of yours and give your mother a second chance. Listen to her explanations

things will go smoothly between the both of you.”

“I’m not going to talk much, and I’m not going to ask you about this anymore. You’ll just have to make the choice yourself. Life is yours, after all. Everyone has their own story with different chapters; in everyone’s story, they’re always the hero. I believe you’ll make

didn’t say anything, but I know that deep down, she felt the words, and I

stopping the car after that. The two of us set our eyes on

other.

have you taken me?” She asked, gazing

at her. And then I gently brushed a strand of her hair. “This is where you’ll be living from/now on.”

live here as

like

brows at me, and I exhaled deeply before I

glanced back through the window. “I don’t

my hand on her shoulder. “Look, just keep it cool, okay? I may not know why you are mad at her, but you just have to listen to

one.

she left the car. I burst out of the car as well, walking next

at her, holding her hand. And with that, we

the mansion.

Marcus greeted me.

Marcus. How’s things

he replied, and I

building, I saw some maids having a silent discussion, gossiping. Apart from cleaning, that was

an end to such conversation the

both took their