Guess Who's Back Meme Novels & Stories

Lily Evans was the woman I should’ve never let walk away. And Nathan was the son I would do anything to protect. This wasn’t about damage control anymore. This was my family. And I was getting it back. The phone buzzed again. Valerie Monroe. I froze, the vibration cutting through the quiet like a sharp blade. I stared at her name glowing on the screen, the letters flashing insistently. Every muscle in me tightened. I knew that no matter how many calls I ignored, she would find a way back in. She always did.

The sour feeling that had just subsided in my chest rushed back up again, and the tips of my fingers, still not fully warmed, turned cold once more. I sat on the sofa in a daze. I did not even know how much time passed. What Jason did not know was that this version of me was actually very calm. I pulled out my phone to check recent company performance reports and roughly calculated the value of the shares I held. Suddenly, a news alert popped up in the local trending section. Two familiar faces appeared in the photo, caught in a paparazzi shot. [Renowned entrepreneur Jason Grant rumored to be married and living with his pregnant wife!]

“Be good. I’ll be right back.” XXX

“Even if you don’t remember. Even if you call someone else mama. I love you. And I’m going to come back for you. Someday, when I’m strong enough, I’m coming back.” “Serena—” Adrian started.

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Never have I been happier to listen that annoying, lazy drawl up in my head, dishing out judgment as it deemed fit. "I thought you'd left me for my doom. I'm glad you stayed." I confessed without a second hesitation. "Actually, I was gonna. There was nowhere else that was deserving of my presence and I thought to come back home, where I belong. This is where I'm enthroned and I love it here!" She stated in a tone that bred boredom. "Really?" "No." She replied. "I'm back because more than ever, you need all the help you can get and now we have full knowledge of who we were meant to be, we can put Mana Sylveon's power to good use."

Not from the truth. She nodded slowly. “Yes, Camila. That was your dad.” The little girl blinked, her expression unreadable for a long moment. “I liked him.” Natalia's throat tightened. “I know.” Camila looked down at the picture in her hand—a family drawing. A woman. A child. A man added in pencil, just recently sketched in. “Can he come back again?” Natalia didn’t have an answer. She pulled her daughter into a tight embrace, holding her like she was the only stable thing left in a world suddenly tilting.

MORGAN'S POV I hadn't expected a mini party when I came back. Confetti exploded in the air, colorful bits of paper and glitter all littered on the floor. A loud should of "Welcome back!" Rang through the air, and I couldn't help the small smile on my lips. "Thank you, everyone," I said, scanning the faces of my workers. They looked happy to see me, and while I didn't understand that, I was glad. "Miss Rosewood! You're back!"