เข้าสู่ระบบHello lovely readers! Thank you so much for the love and support that you have shown my book..I appreciate that, a lot. Thank you for making Yara's journey a memorable one. So, the book has come to an end and I will miss you. Can I see you in my next project? Maybe you can follow my author page f
" I have been jealous of you ever since I was born, when we thought you were dead..I'm horrible, right? I know. " She admitted, wearing a self-mocking smile.. " They never forgot about you, you know? They never said it on my face but they kept on comparing you with me. Everything that I did, I sim
Yara. " Is the baby okay?" " How is Isara? When will she wake up?" " Is she out of danger? " My husband's familiar voice pulled me from my peaceful slumber and I stirred up, a frown settling on my lips as I took a whiff of the familiar hospital disinfectants. Goodness me, I hated that smell
" Isara? I hope you can forgive your grandfather. I did all that because I knew how obsessed you were with my grandson when you were little. Knowing your character, I knew that you would hate yourself if you later found out who you were and you would have been even more sad if you realised that you
"Unfair? Family? So you know the word fairness? But I only treated you the way you treated me. Is that wrong? Why are you complaining? Back there, you didn't even give me a chance to complain. You even wanted me to divorce my husband and happily give him to Serena. Why would I invite you to my weddi
Yara. " Because he is already here." He added, smiling lightly, a bitter smile. And in unison, Bryce and I turned, searching through the guests, who were lounging on the beach, enjoying the scenery, the nature, seemingly, unbothered by whatever was going between Bryce, Andrian and me. Yes. We
" Are you okay, Yara? You don't look too good. What happened? Can't take the pain? But I am just starting?" The joy in her voice knew no limits as she questioned, her words, a double-sided sword, coated with faux concern. " Look at this!" She shoved her phone at me, another video playing on the s
So, no matter how painful it was. No matter how unbearable the pedicure was, I was forced to endure it all. The water that the attendant was even afraid of dipping her fingers into, I stayed in it for close to an hour. And once again, just as I thought that my torment was over, I was served with
I laughed hard until I lost my voice. Then tears started streaming from my eyes, accompanied by soft whimpers from my lips as the laughter died down. I didn't know how to react. I didn't know what to do. I could still remember how worried I was that night. I was coming from those routine to
It was a torturous night. But torture? the real torture came with the dawn. I had never lived through so much trouble. I had never experienced such pain before. I had never been afraid for my life like I was that day. The next day, two ladies showed up, dressed to impress, makeup on point,







