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
Yara. " What if you were my long-lost daughter, Yara?" She asked, stars dancing in her eyes and I froze, my smile turning stiff. The hypothesis was wrong and ridiculous, you know? It couldn't be me... I mean, it was easy to assume, right? I grew up in an orphanage, had no parents, didn't kn
Yara. " She is also already married. " He whispered, an unreadable smile plastered on his lips and I visibly relaxed, exhaling loudly, releasing a breath I hadn't known I was holding. " She is happy. " He added, looking lost and the sadness in his voice as he spoke about his first love cut deep
" You don't have to put any extra effort. I don't want you stressing yourself over making them like you. Just be yourself and the rest will flow. " His thumb softly stroked my chin as he spoke, and my eyes teared up just listening to his warm words. Who would have thought that the famous ruthless an
Yara. " You look like my long-lost daughter. " Her tone was filled with bitterness as she revealed, and for some reason, seeing the raw pain in her eyes tugged at strings in my heart, and I subconsciously clenched my fists. " If she were still alive, she would be your age. She would be as beau







