Novel & Cerita Hindsight

​"He’s worse than we thought, Ash. He’s cold. He’s arrogant. He treated Sarah—my colleague—like she was beneath his shoes. And he looked right at me and didn't see a thing." ​"Let him stay blind for now," Ashton said firmly. "I’m coming there to see for myself. If he’s really forgotten everything—the rescue, the island, the way he looked at you—then I’m going to be the one to remind him. No one forgets a debt like that and gets away with it. Not even a Cromwell." ​"Just be careful, Ash. This place... it changes people. It’s trying to change me." ​"It won’t," he promised. "You’re an island girl, Hannah. We’re made of salt and storm. We don't break that easily. I’ll see you soon. Don't let tho

-You're a hybrid- I stay still in my place, when I'm about to turn I receive a strong blow on my head leaving me in absolute darkness.

His eyes glinted. I saw home, myself and love in them. Author's Note A very hearty thank you to all my readers for loving and supporting the book throughout. Hiraeth will always have a special place in my life. -Shambhavi

7 years ago "Doctor what happened to her?" I heard my mother's soft voice. "She has Retinitis Pigmentosa." I heard, what I assumed, the doctor "W-What is that?" My mother's trembling voice asked as I felt her hand grip mine. Something was wrong with me. Everything was black. I know for sure my eyes were open but I can't seem to see anything. I heard someone sigh. "M-mom, I cannot. I cannot see." I said as I tried to sit up but someone pushed me down. "Please settle down, honey while I talk to the doctor." My mother said.

Chris frowned “There is always a way if you look for it…... maybe if you look on your own, you might not find it… but didn’t you ever think what would have happened if you just had an honest open conversation with second brother? Both of you would definitely be able to come up with a solution.” “Yes… in hindsight, I have regretted it.” Grace’s eyes were dazed as she looked into the distance “But I was young and naïve back then.” “Ahaiiiii!” Emile sighed dramatically as she didn’t want the atmosphere to become awkward. She looked at Chris with a reprimanding gaze “Foresight and Hindsight are wonderful but in the mortal world, we

“They are responding to everything that came before.” Exactly. That was the weight. Not visible. But present in every decision. We traced the hesitation. Not as a problem. As a pattern. It appeared in specific conditions. Situations with strong historical influence. Moments where past outcomes had been significant. “They are more cautious where memory is stronger,” Marcus said. “Yes.” “Because the cost was higher.” Yes. Experience had shaped perception. Not incorrectly. But heavily. “That can lead to overcorrection,” Adrian said. “Yes.”

he said and turned to walk away. I collapsed back into my chair after he was gone and that was when I received a credit notice in my account and it wasn’t a thousand dollars, it was 5000 dollars!

It appeared that the irresistible charm was having an effect on her. The ignorant driver who didn't notice Evidence's gaze towards him didn't mind but had to let his words out. "Miss Rose, please accept whatever he tells you to do. You don't know his man. He is feared by many, he is so…" At this point, he realized the dangerous gaze being thrown at him, the look describes these words that say 'only if eyes could kill.' The driver saw the fire burning in the CEO's eyes and had to shut up to avoid his flesh being fed to the vultures while he was still alive. Mike who enjoyed the scene was mute but had to let out a silent chuckle so as to avoid Evidence's wrath.

Warning her not to take much of alcohol. Hazel looked up at Noah, and his eyes met hers. They blushed silently, turning away as if they could feel my eyes on them. Of course, I was watching them. Everything about the both of them reminded me of Daniel. However, another eye couldn’t leave me at that moment. Adam’s. I just pretended to be absentminded, enjoying the party, but he couldn’t take his eyes off me.

We stopped at a red light, and as we sat staring at the congested traffic ahead, I asked in a low voice, "Angelica, what makes you think I'd still be waiting for you after four years?" My tone caught her off guard, and a flicker of unease crossed her mind. But it was quickly replaced by her usual confidence. "Having met me, how could you ever settle for anyone else? Who of any real substance do you even meet besides me? If you're not waiting for me, who else could you possibly end up with?"