LOGINHello 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
After briefly surveying the Hurt Matriarch, my gaze went to Bryce's father..He was just a warm man, handsome with striking features in his mid-forties, and looking at him, I saw the older version of Fin. Bryce's father looked more like Fin than like Bryce. Just like Fin, he seemed warm, kind, and
" Please, put me down, Hubby. " I whispered, no, I pleaded, desperation rolling with my tongue. " Would you rather they see you limping than on my shoulders?" The moment his voice rang out, I froze, my movements stiffening. His short question was meaningful enough and I didn't need him to spell t
" Meet your mother-in-law." Once again, my father-in-law spoke and for the first time that evening, their gazes were directed elsewhere, away from me. All eyes were on Bryce's mother, including mine and just like the rest of them, I wanted to see her reaction, whether she would welcome me to the fam
" This is too much. " " Are you okay?" " Why are you treating her like this? She was young. She was barely three." " Yara? " Distinctive words rang in the background, but I couldn't hear them. I stood there, frozen in place. My mind was far away. Their voices were like chatter from miles







