Chapter 192. She left

Amber let out a soft laugh, though there was no humor in it. “More honest…I guess we will see about that. I’m not sure honesty fixes anything, though.” She sounded sad and defeated. “Not when the damage is already done.” She glanced back at her parents, her expression torn between pity and anger. “I don’t even know if I will ever be able to forgive him if I’m being honest.” 

Forgiveness. The word had a stung to it. It hung in the air like a challenge. It was heavy and unwwelcome, and it made me feel a way that I did not understand or like. 

You see, it was not my place to tell her what to do, but I could sesne that deep down, part of her wanted to find a way to forgive him—if not for Alan, then for herself. 

The word forgiveness continued to lingered in my head and in that moment, I found myself thinking if I would ever be able to do that. I mean, I loved the concept and preching it seemed way better, but imagine me having to forgive Mother Theresa and Val