เข้าสู่ระบบWhat if the life you built was rooted in a past you can’t remember and the truth could burn it all to the ground? Isabella thought she had finally escaped her past. With a steady life, a loyal husband, and dreams of forever, she believed the fire inside her had gone cold. But everything shatters when betrayal cuts deep and a chilling message arrives one that unlocks memories she never knew were missing. Suddenly, the cracks in her perfect world grow wider, and questions she can’t answer begin to haunt her. Who was she before the fire? Why can’t she remember? And what truth has been hidden from her all this time? Now, alone and uncertain of who she truly is, Isabella must confront the ghosts of a life long forgotten. As secrets unravel and danger creeps closer, she realizes that some truths are better left buried and that some loves are far darker than they seem. But the past has found her. And it won’t let go. Will she uncover her true identity before the fire she tried to forget consumes everything she has left?
ดูเพิ่มเติมEmily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.
At this point in her life, she was heartbroken, depressed and done pretending to be happy when she was clearly not. She just wanted to escape, run away and have a crazy adventure.Little did she know that she would regret making that wish.Isabella’s POVMonths had passed since Paris, filled with steady steps and quiet victories, and I could finally breathe without reservation. Life had settled into a rhythm I had longed for but once doubted I could sustain, a balance of purpose and pleasure, work and stillness, ambition and peace. The companies I now managed were thriving under my guidance, each success a quiet affirmation that I had not only survived but reclaimed the pieces of myself that had once been lost. Leadership, I realized, was not about dominance or control; it was about clarity, vision, and presence. I had both now.Today, however, was not about business. It was about celebration, about Mia, whose laughter and warmth had always anchored me, and whose dream had finally taken form. She had opened a bakery-café in the heart of the city, a place that smelled of fresh bread, caramelized sugar, and hope. The unveiling promised excitement, but I approached it with quiet joy, not nerves.Walking into the café, I wa
Damon’s POVParis had a way of making everything feel both larger and smaller than life. I had arrived for business, meetings stacked back-to-back, deals that demanded precision and focus. But the city’s pulse… it reminded me that precision alone couldn’t account for the heart’s unrest.I stepped out of the small hotel lobby into the crisp afternoon air, briefcase in hand, mind preoccupied with figures, charts, and schedules. That’s when I saw them.Two women at a café, sunlight falling gently across the table, their laughter blending with the murmur of the city. My chest tightened in a way I hadn’t expected, Isabella. Sitting there, relaxed, radiant even in simplicity. Mia was beside her, like the perfect complement, anchoring her presence with quiet warmth.For a heartbeat, I thought it must be someone else, a trick of light or memory. But no there was no mistaking her.She hadn’t seen me yet. I lingered for a moment, drinking in the scene. The way she moved, unguarded, entirely he
Isabella’s POVWeeks had passed since the charity event, and Paris waited for us like a secret kept just for the two of us.Mia and I had both agreed that a break was overdue weeks of quiet, purposeful healing deserved a reward, and there was no better place than the city we had long whispered about in passing dreams. The city of light, of art, of pastries that melted like little pieces of heaven, of streets that promised discovery. For the first time in years, I allowed myself the luxury of anticipation without fear, without expectation, without the weight of anyone else’s story pressing on me.We flew first-class, of course not out of extravagance, but because I could. The comfort suited this chapter of my life. Mia’s eyes sparkled at the plush seats, the clink of silverware, the aroma of fresh coffee, and the muted hum of the cabin. I laughed at her delight, the sound light and unburdened.“Is this really life?” she asked, settling into her seat as if it had been waiting for her
Isabella’s POVPeace is not a place you reach.It is something you keep choosing.Morning light came slowly, slipping through the curtains in soft, warm lines. I woke not from fear or memory, but simply because the day had arrived. My breath flowed steadily, untouched by dread.The ceiling was familiar, yet I was not the same woman who once stared up at it waiting for something to break. I stretched, letting the quiet settle around me. Not the tense quiet of vigilance—just… calm.This house no longer felt like a refuge or a hiding place. It had softened into home. The air was light. The silence is warm. Nothing pressed against me.Just morning.Just breathe.Just being.I slipped on a cardigan and stepped onto the porch. The plants along the railing were catching the first touch of sunlight mismatched pots, uneven soil, leaves still learning how to reach.I lifted the watering can and poured slowly. The soil deepened in color; the leaves lifted toward the light. I remembered planting












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