Chapter 61 Chapter 61: A Vow to Move Forward
Chapter 61: A Vow to Move Forward
Vishiea’s POV
“Your mother told me that you should forget the past and stop seeking revenge,” Dylan uttered. I smiled at him. I wiped my tears. I let out a deep sigh while looking at her picture.
“You should move on, Anastasia. Your mother always wants what’s best for you. So, please, give her peace of mind. Choose to live a life that will make you happy,” he uttered. He had a point, but how can I forget what happened to me when it keeps showing in my dreams? My past has become my nightmare.
Every time I close my eyes at night, I always see my father looking at me with tears in his eyes, his words about my mother’s death echoing in my mind. Darius’ cold eyes staring at me. While I begged for mercy, he just watched me suffer.
How can I forget those days when I was about to be killed by an unknown man? If it wasn’t a coincidence, it was certainly planned. How can I forget the days I almost gave up, when no one even dared to accept me?
“It’s easy for you to say that, Dylan, but you don’t know what I’ve been through before Mother Kiara found me,” I told him. I stood up and clenched my fists.
Darius, I was hoping you could save us that day despite your betrayal, but you didn’t have any conscience. You even declared that we were no longer in a relationship, which made the king believe you.
You cheated on me. You weren’t even surprised when I found out. You were so proud of yourself.
I am so stupid to believe and think that you loved me. All I thought was that your coldness meant nothing, but I was wrong. I was too confident that you wouldn’t cheat on me—but you did.
It’s my mistake to trust you. I shouldn’t have let you control my emotions.
And the king knows that my mother saved his son before. But he didn’t even flinch to order his men to kill my father. I am in deep pain. Even in the afterlife, I would never forget it.
“I know. I am well aware of that, Anastasia. Don’t let your madness be bigger than your heart. Don’t let your heart be full of hatred,” he said as he held my hand. I shook my head and distanced myself from him.
“You don’t understand, Dylan. How can I forgive them? They killed my family. I was rejected and exiled—” Tears started streaming down my cheeks.
I turned around, not wanting him to see me crying.
“I didn’t tell you to forgive them. If you do, then you can, but not entirely. I know you will never forget those days because what they did to you was unfair. But think of it—are you going to let yourself live in the past? Let your hatred eat you? Are you going to let them destroy you?” he asked me. I was silent for a moment, thinking about what he said.
Am I that obvious? Yes. I hated them too much. I wanted them to feel what it’s like to be alone. I wanted them to know that I don’t fucking care about their position. What they did to me, to us, was injustice.
“It’s better to live a life without pain in your heart, Anastasia. Everything’s over,” he added. But it’s not over for me.
For all of those years that we’ve been together, I never expected that Darius would cheat on me. I never expected that Dad’s death would come so easily. But it happened, and it happened so fast.
“The pain is still here, Dylan. How could I forget it? They are the reason why I can no longer see my father. When I was there, I saw the king for the second time. He looked at me expressionless and whispered my dad’s name. Tell me, how can I forget him?” I asked him.
Rachelle is the stupidest woman I’ve ever met.
She’s pretending she’s not confused, but she ended up revealing my real identity. I just have this feeling that the former king and queen and even Darius were behind that.
Since Rachelle is dying to defeat me, she took that opportunity to show off.
I am still thankful that there are people who accepted me. Cassie and Liliane are real friends. I even forgot to talk to Nathan, and I don’t know his reaction about it.
“It’s your mother’s final wish before she rests, Anastasia. Even I just hope that you would stop seeking revenge on those people who are not even worth your time or attention. Not worth it for you,” he uttered. He stood up and smiled at me.
“Just listen to your mother’s final wish, Anastasia. Just try. I know it’s hard, but you have to move forward,” he said before finally leaving the house.
I sat on the couch, silently, the echo of his words lingering in my room.
He’s right. This is the last thing I could do for Mother Kiara.
I will try to forget what happened in the past. It hurts and is traumatizing, but I will try. I know Mother Kiara said it for my sake. She wants me to live in peace.
I stared at the box in my room, along with the reward I received from the king. I carried it outside the house.
If I wanted to move on and live in peace, then I should get rid of everything that reminded me of that palace, of him.
I burned the box, not even checking what was inside it. Since I received that gift and the rewards, I never dared to open or check them.
“It’s hard, but I think they were right. Mother Kiara was right. I should choose to live a life with peace, not vengeance,” I uttered as I watched the box burning—the one I received from the kingdom.
“I, Anastasia Cullen, vow to live a peaceful life and forget the past.”