La Vidas Prestada Novels & Stories

*** When I woke up, Johan was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless and smoking. He heard me move and looked back. A check landed on the bed in front of me. I stared at it. He only said a few words. "I'm bored with you." Something inside me cracked. Like porcelain shattering, sharp pieces cut across my heart. Still, my voice came out calm. I even smiled. "I've got less than three months left. Couldn't you wait a little longer?" Johan frowned. "Yara Yelton, you should know your place."

Their souls seemed to transcend every barrier, reaching the she-wolf they She smiled faintly at them. This was something they would never possess. They held absolute power in their hands and lived in the lap of luxury, yet they could never again touch that warmth they once knew. Remorse would haunt them for the rest of their lives, plunging them into daily cycles of agony and relentless torment. They would never find happiness again. They had lost their love. They had lost Serena. For all the days of their lives, they would never again know a single moment of joy.

I had always been that way. The door opened behind me. “What are you thinking about so deeply?” Serena staggered in, her heels coming off before she even shut the door. She tossed her latest Louis Vuitton bag on the bed and sighed loudly before collapsing beside it. She had gone out again. Another party. Another night of drinking. According to her, she was enjoying her final days as a single woman. She always said she was the last among her friends to get married, so the celebration had to be special.

] [May all your plans work out perfectly. [Live long and stay healthy!] [May everything work out perfectly for you!] … They were the notes William and I had left behind, one by one, in different corners of the city. And then, internet sleuths uncovered another account. The username was 'GimmeThatResurrectionScroll'. It contained only one post—a short video with text and audio. [You made it. If we never meet again in this life, then I hope today is kind to you. Tomorrow too. And every day after—always.]

The morning's medication had worn off, so I gulped down another full bottle of painkillers just to keep moving. In the restroom, Ruby followed me in. She said sarcastically, "You really think a pathetic, washed-up woman like you can compete with me?" Gone was the obedient act she put on in front of Caleb. Her eyes were now filled with mockery. "I don't have silver poisoning at all. It's all fake. Once the bonding ceremony's done, he's mine. You really think I'd give him back to you after that?" I said nothing and kept my eyes lowered. It didn't matter whether she gave him back or not. I wouldn't live long enough to see it.

“That’s good to know. I thought maybe he only did this for the women, thinking that he might, you know.” She turns to look at me. “You know what?’ “You know. Sleep with them.” Liza starts to laugh. What the hell did I say that was funny? Liza stops laughing and gets herself together. “I’m sorry, but the fact that you think that Charles does this so he can sleep with you…well, it's kind of funny. Charles doesn’t dip where he works.” “What does that suppose to mean?’ “That means, honey, that he never sticks his cock in someone he has to work with. It’s his golden rule.”

"Nope." I clasped my hands behind my back, digging my nails into my skin until I bled. Jeffrey looked at me and continued, "Stop playing these childish games, Eleanor. Ives and I were the ones who funded the construction of these villas. We can give it to whoever we want. You've already taken more than enough. Remember, Rhianne is my real sister. She is the rightful Ms. Shaw and deserves to live a life our family can provide. Do you hear me?" "Crystal clear." I nodded meekly.

Anthony had come back to life too. He confessed, "In our previous life, I didn't marry you, it was Holly. Your parents claimed she was my savior, but I just couldn't warm up to her. That's why, when the time came to move on, I asked to be sent to the coldest, most remote outpost, hoping to get away from her. Sure enough, she couldn't stand the bleakness of the frontier and hightailed it back to Riverton in no time.

"Preston Harper, all you want is to get back at me. Let go of Lauren and Angie, and you can do anything you want to me." Preston chuckled wildly when he heard the suggestion. "Landon Harper, you're not worth as much as you like to believe. As a businessman, I do not engage in loss-making deals. "Choose one between the two. You can only exchange one life with yours. Whoever gets to live, it all depends on your choice."

Blurring my vision, I set my eyes on the sky to send the sadness upward in the air. "So it's a truth. You both surrendered." I looked at him again. But this time, I am mystified by his statement. "What do you mean?" He laughed bitterly. "The fight had pursued without you and his awareness. However, it discontinued because either of you two has anticipated it's all over." "We didn't retreat." "Then what do you call that? A pause?" "An unbeknownst fight. In between changes. In front of actuality." The wind accompanied the gentle ripples of the river below. "You know life has been unfair and fair. And it seems to be existence without a piece of proper evidence."