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. It was a clean break, a proper goodbye. As the plane took off, through the window, I stared with a sense of detachment at the place that had been my home for the last twenty years, a place that I never thought I would ever outgrow. With a cold smile, I raised the mirror, creating a dis
Yara. " I am sorry, Angel. " I shook my head as I apologised, looking all lost and unfocused. "What's wrong, Yara? You don't look okay. " Her words were laced with concern as she asked and she was right. I was not okay. How could I be? Honestly, I thought I had healed. I thought that it was
Yara. 'If you fail in your test, we will start all over again.' ' If you fail in your second test, we will stop. I won't support you. You will be on your own.' A wave of anxiety washed over me as I recalled Aunt Rosa's stern words. 'No! I can't fail.' I whispered, shaking my head, forcin
" Hi.." Taking a deep breath to still my emotions, willing those thoughts away from my mind, I turned to face the intruder. She was a classical blond, wearing a red lipstic, with her hair in ponytail, all beautiful and elegant, effortlessly fitting in the role that I was struggling so much to fit







