Novels by Srishti

Esperanza entered the upscale restaurant, her dark hair pulled back elegantly in soft waves, while she wore a simple yet sophisticated black dress that fell to her knees. Her eyes immediately found the man waiting by the window, as described by Valentina. Tall, confident, impeccably dressed while speaking quietly on his phone. Everything about him suggests quiet authority and strength. For some reason, Esperanza found her cheeks heating up. At first, she thought it was because of the cosy atmosphere inside the restaurant, but later she realised it was due to the man who looked no less than a gentleman, dressed in a white shirt and blank trousers, while a black blazer rested beside him. She had been working with her colleagues for more than three months, but never once had anybody caught her attention like he did. But still, she chose to be careful, not carefree. It took him a while on the call, but as soon as his eyes landed on Esperanza, a small smile appeared on his lips, and

Three days passed. Esperanza was still hanging without a job but this time in deeper thoughts than earlier. Rafael Montenegro has offered her a deal that neither she could deny nor accept. She couldn't decide what was right or wrong. Reminiscing about her encounter with Rafael with her head resting on the wall, she remembered the person she should have called immediately after her life fell apart. To her best friend Valentina."Long time no see, princess." Valentina's chirpy voice instantly brought tears to her eyes, and the mask that she'd been wearing for days finally wore off, leaving Esperanza sobbing loudly in the hotel room. Briefly hearing what her best friend went through, Valentina drops everything and picks her up within the hour."You should've called me the moment that sick man left you!" Valentina hissed. On her way to her house with Esperanza, Valentina had already gotten her favourite tea and pasta from the restaurant Esperanza loved the most. She wrapped Esperanza

The place she once considered hers, the halls that screamed of security, turned alien after one incident. Esperanza's walk was steady. Too firm, too measured to be considered a human walk. She may have looked like a petite girl with tear stains barely dry on her face, but her controlled movements to the first floor predicted the life she was about to live: stoic and impassive. There was no unconscious swing to her arms, no rise in her chest as if she wasn't breathing. She moved like a machine, covering every step with the exact distance as the previous one.Reaching her room, she found no memory flashing in her head that could tell her she had once been loved, but only reminded her of the betrayal she had been living with for months. Or maybe… Years. She grabbed her ivory duffel bag, gifted by her mother, and stuffed it with a few essentials that she would need to survive.Money, shoes, clothes, and a few picture frames that reminded her of her mother. After all, she was the only o

She didn't know how long she was out, but she knew it was long enough for the people she considered her whole world to disappear.Her body was aching and her head was throbbing from the fall. But the physical pain was nothing compared to the emotional devastation. As the memories flood back, something deep inside her moved. The innocent, trusting woman who had been willing to die for her child was gone, replaced by someone harder, colder.She knew she was breathing but the numbness and stillness in her body told her otherwise. Hours passed, and no one came to visit her; all she could do was stare at the ceiling with a heart beating for no reason. She wanted to let her heart cry out but the tears won't come. The pain was too deep that even crying felt like it wasn't worth it. Everyone she loved and trusted had betrayed her. Carlos, Juliana, and... Another horrifying realisation for which she wasn't prepared. Her own family. The way she was still left alone and no one came to check

The severe contractions had Esperanza lie on the table with a wracked body. The room was buzzing with tension, nobody could decide what was best for the moment. The murmurs of surgeons weren't doing any good to her sensitive body which was trying to break free from the pain. Esperanza tried her best to catch a few whispered words around her, but all she could hear was the beeping sound of the machines. Sweat and tears were rolling down her neck. It wasn't easy to tell which one was taking a toll on her head. All she wanted was to release the pain so she could finally catch up on the maternal love that she had had in her heart for years. "We need to do it fast... Her condition is worsening. But a normal delivery will risk the baby's life. She isn't in a position to deliver the baby. Ceasreon section would be safer," The lead surgeon voiced. A woman's voice cuts through sharply from the outside, "Do ceasreon! I don't want anything to happen to my son! Cut her out and take my son ou