Mag-log inHello 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 " Or maybe, you missed the main shift in the plot line, dear friend. Where the protagonist lived through hell, and still survived." My tone was gentle and warm as I reminded. The tables had turned. The knife was no longer in her hands. I had used her moment of distraction to attack. It w
Yara. "No. I am not joking. " She whispered, her voice chilly cold. " I did it. I kidnapped the girl. " She admitted, taking slow steps towards us, her gaze chilly and unsettling. The darkness that surrounded her had goosebumps sprouting on my skin and I wrapped my hands around myself protective
Yara. "You say she is innocent? Your sister was also innocent!" Mom snapped, her anger hardly concealed. " Don't let your little obsession get into the picture or I swear, I am going to disown you, Orson." She added, shooting him deathly glares and at that moment, no one said anything. "Wha
Yara. Molly Hurts, That monster had personally made my life a living hell..She had single-handedly curated a hell just for my family and me. She was responsible for the separation. She was responsible for all the pain that I had endured for all those years. And why was I being punished? I p







