I never thought this day would come. After all the pain and suffering I caused, June has finally forgiven me. The weight that has been lifted off my shoulders is indescribable. It's like a heavy burden that I've carried for so long has finally been released.

June, sweet June, the youngest of us all. She was always so kind and forgiving, even when I didn't deserve it. Her forgiveness means everything to me. It shows me that there is still hope for redemption, even after all the terrible things I have done.

I remember the look in her eyes when she first saw me after my transformation into darkness. Fear and sadness mixed with a glimmer of hope buried deep within them. She never gave up on me, even when everyone else did.

The guilt of what I had done haunted me every single day since then - every scream echoing in my mind, every drop of blood staining my hands... But now that June forgives me, it feels like a new beginning.

We sat down together by the riverbank where we used to play as children - before everything changed between us. We talked about our past memories: playing hide-and-seek among the trees; building sandcastles by the shore; laughing until our stomachs hurt at silly jokes only we understood.

And then she said those words that brought tears to my eyes: "April, I forgive you." In that moment, it felt like time stood still as our bond was restored once again.

I can't undo what happened in the past or erase the pain I caused others... but having June's forgiveness gives me hope for a better future – one where we can rebuild our sisterly bond stronger than ever before.

It will take time to heal from all this damage; scars run deep and wounds may never fully close… but knowing June forgives gives strength anew.

Thank you dear sister!