Gentle heart

Tan Alex's gentle voice wrapped around Sanya like a soothing balm, attempting to calm the tempest of emotions that ravaged her. "I know how much you're hurt and how pained you are, but do not take vengeance on your own. Don't allow your emotions to win and rule over your decision." His words were a soft whisper, a comforting melody that sought to ease her anguish.

Sanya's voice was barely audible, muffled by the sobs that shook her fragile frame. She struggled to compose herself, her breath catching in her throat as she fought to contain the deluge of tears. Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, "Alex, how can I just forget about it? It's a wound that keeps reopening, a constant reminder of the pain and betrayal."

Alex's expression was a mask of empathy, his eyes filled with compassion as he listened to Sanya's words. He knew that her pain was a festering wound, one that required gentle care and understanding to heal. He reached out, his hand a comforting presence on her shoulder,