LOGINShe chose love over legacy—and paid for it with everything. On their fifth wedding anniversary, Amara comes home expecting love. Instead, she finds betrayal waiting on her couch—pregnant. For five years, Amara sacrificed everything for her marriage: her family, her comfort, her body, and her dreams of motherhood. She believed her husband when he said love was enough. Then another woman walks into her home carrying his child. Forced to share her marriage, her bedroom, and her dignity “for the sake of the baby,” Amara endures a slow, calculated cruelty disguised as sacrifice. But what she doesn’t know is that the truth hiding beneath Selina’s sweetness is far more dangerous than betrayal. And when Amara finally hears it… Something shifts. How much can a woman lose before she chooses herself?
View More(Amara)I wake up to the loud blare of my phone alarm.Seriously? I’m on vacation and I still haven’t turned off that damn thing?This alarm has been part of my life for years. The one I trained myself to wake up to after I got married to Felix. Back then, I had to learn discipline. Time. Routine. Being ready before the day even started.It wasn’t always like that.In my parents’ house, I woke up whenever I wanted. Breakfast was already waiting. My outfit laid out. Every detail handled for me. I never had to worry about planning my day or getting things done. I would wake up and decide if I wanted a spa day, a museum visit, or just to exist comfortably inside the life my parents had already arranged for me.I sit up suddenly.Come to think of it… this is a new day.A real one.Time to begin my adventure.I clap my hands once in anticipation just as the alarm rings again. Groaning, I push the duvet aside and drag myself out of bed, moving sluggishly toward my bag. I dig out my phone an
(Amara)The moment feels suspended until his voice breaks through it.“Are you okay?”His words are low and close, brushed against the side of my neck. There is a thickness to his voice, something steady and concerned, as if the question leaves him instinctively before he can think better of it.Slowly, I pull away from his chest. A flicker of embarrassment washes over me when I realize how tightly I had held on, how easily I had leaned into him. I sigh softly and sweep my hair to the side before lifting my gaze.He is already looking at me.His hair curls neatly to one side, perfectly in place, and his eyes are bright, almost sparkling as they meet mine. There is relief there. Maybe something else too.“Yeah,” I say, my voice quieter than I expect. “Thank you. I almost tripped on you. I’m so sorry about that.”He shakes his head, a soft smile settling on his lips. “Yeah. It’s nothing.”That is when it hits me.We are still standing on the plane steps.People are waiting.“Oh,” I murm
(Amara)“What is it, Amara?”Maya’s voice tears through the apartment as I move from room to room. Bedroom. Living room. Balcony.Since yesterday, I’ve said nothing. I haven’t eaten. And now I’m dragging clothes from my box and tossing them into a wide steel container on the balcony, piling fabric on fabric like they mean nothing.“And now…” Maya follows me out, disbelief sharpening her tone. “Now you’re throwing your clothes away and burning them?”I don’t answer.I kneel, arranging the clothes more deliberately, smoothing a sleeve, pushing a dress down so everything fits. I move back inside, grab another armful.Her footsteps rush after me.“What’s going on?” She grips my arm, forcing me to stop. “You know you can talk to me, right?”I look at her. Really look at her.Maya has been my only friend since I moved to this city five years ago. I tell her most things. Laugh with her. Cry with her. But I’ve never told her about my family.I never saw the need.I wanted one person in my lif
(Amara)My eyes widen as he approaches, stopping a few feet away from me.“Na… Nathan.” His name slips out before I can stop it.He exhales slowly, hands sliding into his pockets. “What are you doing here?”I stiffen. The question lands wrong. Cold. Almost disgusted.“I asked you something,” he says again, sharper this time. “What are you doing here?”I flinch and take two small steps back, shock rippling through me. The way he looks at me hurts more than the words. Like I am a stranger. Like I am nothing.Nathan and I used to be close. Close enough that I trusted him with most of my secrets. Even when he refused to understand why I left, I never imagined he would speak to me like this. Not after five years. Not to his own sister.“You should at least have the decency not to step foot in this mansion again,” he continues. “Especially after everything that happened.”His words snap me out of my thoughts.I nod once, lips pressing into a thin line. “Yes. I know. That’s why I was already






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