Novel & Cerita Freedom: My Book Of Firsts

"Kaila, can you please give me a little time to explain why I care so much for you? I have been telling you that I care for you, but you are always changing our topic and won't even let me talk and listen." "Alicia... there is nothing else more important for you, and there are no other things more important to me. What is most important to us is our freedom, and have you forgotten that what we are doing this for our freedom? That we are fighting for freedom? Because some people gave us curses, as their minds were our prisons and their eyes were our cage," I said while my tears were falling to the ground because of the feelings that I could not explain.

I couldn't fall behind. It hadn't been easy, but I was lucky. I had companions who shared the same dream of building a stronger nation. Together, we marched with the times and worked tirelessly for our nation's prosperity. Alicia Stone, may your future only grow brighter like your country's.

She silently watches him go and lets out a sigh of relief when he gets out. Running through the night streets of New York with a broad smile on his face, he hasn’t felt this happy in a while. Daniel finally feels alive and free, just talking to her gave him such perks that he never imagined he would ever get. The smile his face wears is unimaginably big; he can’t describe the emotions that are coursing through his body right now.

To answer the questions that were raised in the minds of the readers, yes I'm working on a sequel. A sequel was always the part of the plan and my idea was to leave the readers to a cliffhanger to get them excited. But a lot of the readers were being critical of my decision, which is completely understandable. 'Set Me Free' was not revised so sorry for the typos, I will try to mend my mistakes as much as possible. The sequel is called 'Am I Free?' the book sheds light on what actually happened to Daniel Robinson, if he ever gets to meet Isabelle Davis. Most importantly the sequel gives the much awaited ending. Hope all the readers will enjoy the sequel, I'm still working on it but here is a

The anger burned inside me, but I could do nothing but stand there and watch their happiness unfold. I watched them live their lives, carefree and affectionate, until I was finally reborn. Nonetheless, I had everything figured out. There was nothing more important than investing in myself and contributing to my country.

All I knew was that I was probably going to be stuck with him for the rest of my life. However, things wouldn't stay peaceful and mundane for long. Soon, I ran into my first massive problem—money. Although Marley kept telling me that I didn't have to worry about it, I still told him seriously, "Marley, I want to have an equal relationship with you. I don't want to have to rely on you and leech off of you in this relationship." Marley just nodded silently, without a word. I recalled the times back in Crenia when I used to be the lead jewelry designer in Nolan Group. I still had some leftover design sketches from back then. I just didn't know if there'd be any potential market in Ferris for th

After completing the necessary paperwork, I returned home with them. Their home was modest but filled with warmth. The walls were adorned with childhood photographs, and my mother introduced each one to me. "This one was taken by your grandma just after you were born. This was from your first birthday." The story might have concluded, but my parents' love for me would endure for a lifetime.

I was still frustratingly, hopelessly human. Still just... me. "Figures," I muttered aloud, the sound swallowed instantly by the heavy forest air. "Of course, nothing truly useful or miraculous happens. Why would the first day of freedom actually feel good or easy? That would be far too simple." Resigned, I started pacing along the winding, narrow path, my boots making a deliberate, rhythmic crunching sound on the dense layer of dry, fallen leaves. The deeper I ventured, the more pronounced the difference became.

Freedom, what an indescribable feeling, this magnificent, wondrous freedom that she felt. To finally be free from the shackles that had once chained her was one of the most exhilarating things she had ever felt. It was even better than those first bursts of power that slipped through the cracks in her cage and she wouldn’t trade it for the world.

I couldn’t move freely because every move that In make, they will always have a say about it. When college and Gregory came, that’s when I first got a taste of my freedom. It was forbidden, but every time we go out on our own, I just felt so free. I felt like I was spreading my wings and flying to wherever I want to go. I was out of the limelight. No one was giving a fuck about what I do and no one was judging me from head to toe.