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Allira
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“I’m sorry,” Noelle whispers this time, still looking at dad. We all look at him, and I see tears gleaming in his eyes before he suddenly turns around and walks out. “I’m sorry, Allira,” she repeats, now looking back at me, and I don’t know what to say to her. I knew she was involved; we all knew, but I still don’t know what to say. I’m a forgiving person, and maybe because of how she is, I should forgive her; perhaps I should regard what happened to her as self-inflicted and penance for her sins, but I’m not ready. I don’t hate them for what they did to me. I realized I can’t, and forcing myself to is just causing me more emotional unrest. So, I decided to accept how I feel. But that doesn’t mean I see myself forgiving them for what they did. I don’t know if
