MasukHello 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
Yara " And why should I tell you?" He asked, a smirk tagging at the corners of his lips. " She is pretty. Maybe if you let me have a good time with her, I might change my mind. He whispered, his gaze strained my way, literally undressing me with his eyes and his lecherous gaze made my skin craw
Yara. It was like he was mortified and curiosity coursed through my veins as I inched closer, trying to take a closer look at the screen's contents. Well, it was nothing serious, actually. It was just a small girl, around the age of seven, cute and babbly, playing with some clay, and next to he
Yara. " Her family has been looking for you for days now. She and I have unresolved business and I would have loved to personally deal with her, but I believe that you are more than suitable to handle her." My mother wore a meaningful look as she informed, and I already had an idea of who she was
Yara. " Yara? We have the man!" Harper and I had just arrived home when my mom's excited voice filtered through the air, tears glistering in her eyes as she informed. " We have him! Maybe we can get closure on the whole matter!" Before I could even respond, she added, and I nodded in agreement







