Dream Theatre Hollow Years

Eight years after running away pregnant, I found myself crossing paths with my ex-husband, Howard Quinn. His friends stared at me in surprise. "So, this is what you have become after leaving Howard? Reduced to a cleaner?" When I was six-months pregnant, I met with an accident. While I lay there, he was staying by the side of another woman, his so-called true love, in labor, never leaving her side. When I confronted him, in pieces, he looked at me bored and impatiently. "Don't be so jealous and petty. I have no time for you. As long as you behave, you'll always be Mrs. Quinn." I couldn't stand it any longer, so I ran away, staying away for eight long years. Now, those sharp eyes glared at me. "Have you had enough? If so, come home." What he didn't know was that my husband and daughter had already made dinner, waiting for me and my son to return home.

At our seventh wedding anniversary dinner, I noticed something strange. My best friend, Darren Blackburn, who had always been single, had suddenly changed his profile picture to a couple’s photo. "So you’ve been hiding a girlfriend from me?" I joked with a grin. "When are you bringing her around? I should at least meet her and make sure she’s good enough for you." He just smiled and shook his head, brushing it off. "Not yet," he said. "It’s not the right time." Then Deanna Cunningham, my wife’s voice called out from the kitchen, "Babe, come help me tie my apron." I hadn’t even pushed my chair back yet when Darren was already on his feet, jogging over. He stepped behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and tied the apron strings for her. I froze where I stood. Seeing the look on my face, he quickly tried to explain, "I’m just used to helping out at home. My mom’s always bossing me around. It’s basically muscle memory. Don’t read into it." I didn’t argue or make a scene. I kept my expression neutral and carried on with the dinner as if nothing had happened. Only after all the guests had left did I turn to Deanna, who was clearing the table, and say calmly, "Let’s get a divorce." She slammed the dishes down with a loud crash and glared at me. "Seriously? Over something like that? Just because he tied my apron once?"

Emma was just like any other girl.Her dream was to be the only woman beside the heartless young tycoon.The younger belloniar in the country but reality was impossible whilst one can not say the same about faith.Emma was just a girl with no financial background...

When I went to register my son, Cody Vantor, for medical insurance before his first year of kindergarten, I was told I wasn’t his biological mother. "Are you sure this is your child? The system shows a different woman listed as the mother." I said nothing. I quietly snapped a photo of the unfamiliar home address, then followed it to the neighboring complex. When he saw me, my husband, Dorian Vantor, froze. His hand instinctively moved to block the doorway. "So you found out. But making a scene won’t change anything. I haven’t treated you badly these past three years." I looked past him, and my body went cold. The woman behind him was my younger sister, Summer Walsh, fresh out of college. She handed him a glass of water and gave me an apologetic smile. "Don’t blame me, Lennie. The doctor said I have postpartum depression. I can’t handle hearing a baby cry. Thank you for raising Cody for me all these years. I really am grateful." Just then, Cody, who had been waiting in the car downstairs, ran up. He rushed into Summer’s arms like it was second nature, then turned to look at me. "Aunt Lenora, don’t cry. Mommy said you’re a good person. That’s why she asked you to help. Daddy said if I behave and call you ‘Mom’ at your house, I can come back on weekends to see my real Mommy."

No one knows the secret romance of Van and Fatima, the eldest child of Della Villa, but there is no secret that cannot be revealed. Van's mother found out their secret which made her happy and accept it. But the reaction of the eldest son Gayrill, Van's brother was different . Fatima didn't quite know why Gayrill was so angry with her even then. Unbeknoqst to Fatima she took something from Garyrill, Gayrill wanted to be replace it un any way. He would like to see the tears in Fatima's eyes qhen he already took what she stole from Gayrill, claim it.

Zefanya pernah merasa disayangi oleh Andrew. Namun rupanya semua itu hanya perasaan semu. Andrew bahkan tega mengambil kehormatan Zefanya hanya karena suatu kesalahpahaman. Zefanya baru menyadari bahwa bukan Andrew yang akan membantunya untuk mewujudkan mimpi sederhana untuk memiliki keluarga yang menyayangi Zefanya secara tulus. Hidup bergelimang harta namun tidak bisa memanfaatkan kekayaan secara maksimal untuk menemukan orang yang telah Andrew sakiti membuat Andrew tersiksa. Perasaan bersalah masih menyelimuti pikirannya selama satu dekade terakhir. Begitu sulitnya untuk mengucapkan "maaf". Entah apa yang terjadi ketika takdir mempertemukan mereka kembali namun Zefanya sudah berubah. Andrew masih berusaha untuk mendapatkan "maaf" dari Zefanya. Apakah Zefanya akhirnya mau memaafkan kesalahan masa lalu Andrew yang sudah sengaja mengambil kehormatannya? Apakah hanya maaf saja yang Andrew inginkan selama ini?

No one knows the secret romance of Van and Fatima the eldest child of Della Villa, but there is no secret that cannot be revealed. Van's mother found out their secret which made her happy and accept it. But the reaction of the second child Gayrill, Van's brother was different. Fatima didn't quite known why Gayrill was so angry with her even then. Unbeknowst to Fatima she took something from Gayrill, Gayrill wanted to be replaced in any way. He would like to see the tears in Fatima's eyes when he already took what she stole from Gayrill, claim it.

Maddox Laurier, the reckless playboy and enigmatic owner of Escapades, is used to indulgence, control, and keeping emotions at arm’s length. But when Iris Hansley enters his world, quiet, graceful, and seemingly untouched by the chaos of his elite lifestyle. He’s drawn to her like a moth to a flame. What begins as fascination quickly deepens into something far more dangerous: love. But Iris isn’t just a housekeeper. She’s the daughter of the woman Maddox’s family once destroyed, a scandal buried beneath layers of wealth and silence. As Maddox defies his family’s fury to protect Iris, he unravels the truth behind her mother’s death. And Iris? She’s caught between the tenderness she feels for Maddox and the vengeance she was raised to seek.

"I know I don’t deserve a second chance. I know I’ve hurt you in the cruelest way. But I regret it, truly regret it. I've spent five years searching for you, hoping to atone for my mistakes. I... I still love you." My heart raced. Part of me wanted to believe him, wanted to surrender to the words I had longed for. But I couldn’t just forget how he had shattered me. "Love?" I let out a small laugh. "You’re talking about love after what you did to me? After you made me feel like nothing more than a replacement? I’ve moved past the days when I cried over you, when I questioned my self-worth just because you chose another woman. You want me back? But what if one day you find another reason to leave me?" "No!"

White Rose, nama seorang gadis cantik dan popular disekolah yang tergabung dalam geng ‘Angel’ bersama dengan tiga orang sahabatnya. Hati lembut, tutur kata sopan dan sifat rendah hati anggun bak seekor angsa dan otak cerdas membuatnya mendapat predikat gadis tercantik selama enam tahun berturut-turut. Tidak ada satupun laki-laki yang mampu mendekatinya selain kelompok band terkenal bernama Dream Boy. Namun hatinya hanya terpaku pada satu member Dream Boy yang selalu menemaninya, Daniel. Hanya lelaki itu yang selelu ia pikirkan dan membangkitkan semangatnya menjalani hari. Tapi apa jadinya jika persahabatan mereka terusik dengan terbentuknya kelompok penguasa di sekolah yang mendeklarasikan permusuhan abadi? Apalagi dengan kedatangan member baru yang membuat kehidupan masa sekolah mereka benar-benar kacau.Rose akan menemani hari kalian dengan kisah lucu dan mendebarkan yang ia alami selama bertahun-tahun.