Mi Pasado Y Mi Presente Novels & Stories

"What about me?" "You were a princess… You have everything at your disposal, you have all the comforts in the world but..." "Enough May, I don't wanna talk about the past anymore." I seethed, trying to end the topic. The morning is too good to be ruined by my past, everything is in the past now and it should remain so... Yeah, I miss my old life but I'm living a better one now.

The cake he'd surprised me with in the morning before we left to work had brought tears to my eyes and the surprise he was planning for later was uncalled for, really. Kayden had given me a second chance of making everything right and I was not going to screw it up. I was still trying to pick up the pieces of my shattered life and piece them back together, five years later. I may have fallen to the ground but I trusted myself to get up too. "... Isla?" An irritated voice snapped me from my reverie and I turned around to meet Maeve's signature frown. She raked her manicured fingers in her hair which was too blonde to be true and stepped closer, her expensive perfume suffocating me.

“Sweet, you have all the time to know me. What matters is knowing my present and not my past.” “A lot of things I did in the past, I no longer do now. Some things I liked in the past, I don’t love now.” “My favorite food then, isn’t my favorite food now. What calms me when I’m angry then, isn’t what calms me now.” “So you see, we need to learn about the present, not the past. Me and you, I am learning my present too.” There was something about the calmness that penetrated through Alex’s soul. Clara was right. It was the present not the past.

he annexed as we proceed to stride again. I stared at his back with adoration. I never thought it will be this fascinating that I can't take my eyes off of it. "Of course," I muttered in a low voice. "It is a maze and everything in it is its tricks to bewitch those who are losing their way." I never heard a single reply. It's already seen. An hour ago, that is actually what happened. But whatever the current situation is will never be the same as the past. It won't be balanced nor be collided. Present and past would fight each other as the future would merely be their witness.

23 |Present| I lay on my bed with my back against the head-board. I was trying to read but for some reason I just couldn't concentrate. My mind kept drifting off. Things in my life were getting too complicated. How could things have gotten so messed up in such little time? My mother was dead. My father was marrying my ex-bully's sister who'd told me that my mother had given consent for their marriage. I couldn't make any sense out of Megan's emails.

I said. I looked at the master, had he read the book before. " It's a tragedy ...... but that's reality you should stop living in fantasy " he said . "It's not a fantasy master.... but we have hope, I never guessed I would be here as a maid speaking to a master....hope is what we should have" I said . "Do you think there is hope for me?" Chris asked. He looked at me, I could see mixed emotions in his eyes,what is wrong with him?

The lightning flashes again, lighting up a face I thought I'd forgotten. I gasped. The memory felt so real. The cold, the pain, the hopelessness… it all came rushing back. The face gets closer, blurry from the rain, but I know it… it's familiar. Now, in the present, I gasped again. The figure was fully in the light, showing his face clearly. It was the same face, with the same cold look from that night. The past and present crashed together. I pointed a shaking finger at him. My voice was barely a whisper, full of disbelief and fear. “Y…you?”

Why is my past present ! Why !!! And I passed out.

We need to talk. I stared at the message, my heart racing fast. The past and the present were colliding, and I didn’t know how much longer I could keep them apart. I whispered to the empty room, my voice breaking.“What am I supposed to do now?”

This is my life now and I'm loving every single moment of it. THE END.