Instead, she spent years trying to be the kind of friend who could make up for that betrayal. I was torn between the past hurt and the love she’d shown since.
Days later, I met her at the park where our friendship had begun. “I can’t forget,” I said. “But I don’t want to lose you either.” Some wounds don’t vanish. But sometimes, forgiveness lives where trust was once broken—and grace becomes the bridge between them.
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