Novel & Cerita Back To Sixties

When word got out that I was back, Nathaniel started showing up at the house almost every day. I had no choice. On the second day of the new year, I told my mother I was leaving. Once I left home, I got back on the bus heading into the city. I had barely sat down when I heard shouting from the station. Nathaniel had spotted me. He hadn't even bought a ticket and just tried to rush inside. The security guard caught him and blocked the way. "Let me through! I need to find someone!"

Mommy's face looked worried. "No, Mom, I just want to make sure," I answered. "It's August 2nd, and do you also want to know what year it is?" "2020?" I said it doubtfully, but Mommy's answer confirmed it. "Ah, thank God, you still remember, so you are fine. Now hurry up and take a shower and have breakfast," said Mommy as she left my room. I'm still sitting in my room, digesting everything that happened. I'm really confused by all this. I got up from my bed and looked right at my cell phone. This was my old cell phone. I grabbed it and looked at all the contents on my cellphone.

Then the doctor added, "Based on the dates, you're approximately six weeks pregnant." The room became quiet. Six weeks? Elena immediately started counting backwards in her head. Her heart began to race. Because six weeks covered two possible dates. One date with Adrian. And one date she desperately wanted to forget. The night she met Damian Blackwood. She slowly closed the file. The mystery hadn't become clearer. It had become worse. Much worse. And sitting across the room was one of the two men who could be the father. Damian looked up from his phone.

"You said you're moving right, that's not a problem. Ah-ah, let me finish what I'm saying. I know that right now, you're indefinitely upset and angry and you feel like they're making a huge mistake taking us away from each other but it might not be so. I know I know I'm going to miss you a whole lot but it's a good thing. See, you'll make new friends when you go to your new school and everyone is going to love you because you are tea. You're a very amazing girl and everyone is going to love you, everyone is going to want to be your friend but we will still be bestest friends. You're going to have your parents with you and I know you hate them right now but you'll find yourself loving them al

"That's my girl." Sarah ruffled her hair and she giggled. ****** "Tyler." Patricia shouted loudly. "We are going to missed our flight if you don't get here now." She added. "What?" She asked her husband who pouted his lips like a child. "Should we really go back to America now." He asked. "Yes!" She snapped. "Come on." Richard whined. "Why didn't you want to go back to America, don't you miss your mother?"

What have I got myself into? Indeed I`m not responsible and mature, I should have listened. I wish I had never wanted the key, I wish I could return it back. But that will never happen because it`s too late, I can`t undo what`s already done. As days went by, my Last- born brother came back from overseas, unannounced. At least, unlike others, he cared to ask about my dream.

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" My eyes flew open to see Sophia standing before me, still alive and breathing. She was wearing an elegant long dress and had her hair pulled up in a high ponytail, radiating youthful energy. Even so, her eyes were unable to hide their contempt. The Sophia from my future was mature, cold, and unapproachable, but this version of her was bright and spirited, still carrying a touch of liveliness. A lump formed in my throat when I laid my eyes on her. The time machine had indeed brought me back to the past, but unfortunately, it seemed to have malfunctioned. Instead of returning to when we first met, I had arrived thirteen years in the past, on the day Sophia and I were about to be married. Tha

I stared at him in shock as tears instantly blurred my vision; I had been reborn, and I had gone back to the year when fate had taken a turn. In my past life, I had passed up on the acceptance letter to study abroad for Ethan. I gave up on my dreams, my medical career, and my entire life. I once thought staying by his side was happiness. But that happiness was nothing more than a cage disguised as tenderness. Choking back sobs, I said in a trembling voice, "I'm not giving up on it, Mr. Moore… I want to go to Verenza." George was stunned, then broke into a relieved smile. "Really? That's wonderful news! Now this is the Elara I know!"