You Will Be Never Forgotten Romane & Geschichten

he said “You should rest, I’ll get going.” “Okay fine, go away.” I tried to laugh “But when the time you leave me, Forget me, forget that you have me, forget that you have a sister who always cares for you. I will not bother you anymore.” I chuckled “You’re free.”

A chance to step away from this moment, even if the memory of it would never leave me. After a long pause, I reached out and took it. And as we walked away from the fire, from the blood, from the echoes of a battle we had barely survived, I didn’t look back. But I knew I would never forget. I would never forget this night. I would never forget what I had done. And no matter how much time passed, no matter where we went... I would never be the same again.

Not again. Never again.

"My parents died on the spot. I was the only one left. You were the one who kept encouraging me. Every day, you'd wheel me all over the hospital, saying you'd be my best friend forever. "Then my aunt came and took me abroad once everything was settled. Before I left, I gave you my contact info. I waited for you to reach out. But years passed, and you never did. I get it now. You forgot about me, you heartless little girl." He poked my cheek accusingly. I just stared at him, blankly. "What contact info? I never got anything like that." I paused, thinking maybe I'd just forgotten where I put it.

he added. “It’s really hard for Sir Gabriel’s memory to return,” Lyka thought. Meanwhile, Samantha was crying in her room. “Mama, don’t cry. Papa will remember us,” Christina said. “It will be hard for your Papa to remember us. In one month, he’ll be married. Why can’t he remember us at all?” Samantha cried. “Mama, every day we’ll remind Papa of what we used to do together,” Christina said. “Our time with your Papa is limited, my child. But we will still try—I promise. I won’t let you lose your father,” Samantha said.

Because closure doesn’t always come with perfect words or final hugs. Sometimes, it comes in the quiet knowing: This chapter is over. And I’m not rewriting it.

ever again. ***********

I am not going to be some consolation prize. Never again.

I was their Queen now. And they would never forget it same as me.

“Hold your horses” Everyone’s gazes automatically went to the door although the emotions in them were mixed. Grandpa Walter’s eyes widened in shock and raised his head as he heard the sound that was buried deep in his memory. Although the sound had been tempered by the years that passed by, he would never forget this voice… the voice that vowed to bare the ugly heart that he hid behind the façade of a loving husband and son-in-law, in front of everyone… the voice that was filled with vengeance, the voice that vowed to see not just his destruction but to also uproot his entire generation before closing his eyes….He had thought that this voice had disappeared into the pages of history.