Novel & Cerita Trapped In The Past

Someone who knows exactly what he had passed through. The silence lingered. Isabella and Kunle exchanged glances. They were having issues with Jordan still lost in his world, only being dutiful. And here is Tina, talking like Jordan. Seems these two would make a great pair as friends. Isabella stood up and went to stand beside Tina, she placed her hands on her shoulders and gave it a soft squeeze. " That's one of those things in this life. But we can't keep living in the past, please don't say that again…" she coaxed.

Recalling their past childhood memories… The good and the bad ones… That very day was his most annoying day since he met such a mean girl for his entire life. He was just having a look at a few paintings inside a gallery but he was chased away by a long stick! He was both frightened and angry at that time and he swore to himself that he would tame the girl and make her follow him wherever he goes! "Remember the past and what?" She snapped, pushing aside her thoughts. "We're no longer that kids anymore. I won't run after you with a stick!"

But Isabella wasn’t ready to listen. How could they forget Isabella was still living in the time when she left Leo three years back? She didn’t know what was the actual truth, and she lived the last three years believing in a misunderstanding. Maybe that was the reason she didn’t try to contact anyone from the past. “Isabella, listen to me. You are worrying unnecessarily.” Mona tried to persuade, but she wasn’t ready to listen. “Don’t you understand? Leo is here.” Isabella snapped. “I know he is here, you listen to me.” Mona tried again but Isabella wasn’t in the sense of listening to her words.

She lay on the bed and went pensive with her mind running back to the past. 'If only I know that Niel's credit card could buy a house, I would have asked it earlier when the house was on sale. Why am I so stupid back then?' She grumbled internally, feeling upset that she lost such a good chance to buy her old house. She had the resources at that time yet she was not mature enough to think it through back then. ***

no way! why am I bent in such an angle like a baby in the womb, what is happening to me? I took a look at my position, my breath got stuck in my throat as I realized I was inside a rope like thing, no,...wait, I am in a FUCKING trap. This isn't funny any more, am I going to die as food for carnivores as I become their special treat. No, I can't be thinking that, then can anyone tell me why I was stuck in a fucking trap, this is too

And Daniel, my grandfather, who raised me to be ruthless but turned that ruthlessness on me. A doctor approaches, her face grim. “Sophia’s stable, but she’s lost her memory retrograde amnesia from the trauma and drugs. She doesn’t remember the past few months.” My heart stops. The gala, our night together, our child she doesn’t know me, doesn’t know us. “She’s awake,” the doctor adds, “but she’s confused. Be gentle.”

“I know she is hurt because of whatever happened between us in the past but you are a mature man, Mr Hemsworth. You understand that a heart knows no right and wrong. Elijah and I fell in love with each other and it turned out to be wrong in Helena's eyes. But trust me we never wanted her to get hurt. The accident shocked us all. Only if she could have returned to us after surviving the crash.” Evan's eyes narrowed at the sweet lies coming from her mouth. He wished to clamp her ugly mouth but He needed to know what she was playing at. “However, we can't change the past but I want to change the future. Mr Hemsworth, I came here with a very special motive today.” “What motive?” Evan inquired, n

guessed Athen. The handsome, sharp-nosed young man nodded and then took a long breath. It was tiring having nightmares and getting pieces of riddles that he didn't know the answers to. "What did you dream this time?" asked his mother, taking over the seat next to him. "A girl crying in the corner of the room with sad cries," Damaresh replied, looking straight ahead. Looking at the beautiful flow of the river was quite soothing. Silence. Both were busy with their thoughts. Damaresh was busy thinking about the puzzle pieces in his dream, while Athena was busy thinking about how long this shadow would stay in her family's life. The past events traumatized her enough that she didn't want to repe

"I was drunk. I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong idea. This can never happen again." “Last night never happened. I was drunk. I was… in a state. It was a mistake. A moment of weakness. Nothing more.” I know he felt hurt. “A mistake?” he says, his voice trembling with a rage “A moment of weakness? I don’t think so. I remember every second. I remember your hands. I remember your mouth. I remember the things you said. It wasn’t a mistake. It was… a moment of truth. A truth you cannot accept”

No one understood better than they did what had happened—that horrific scene was too painful to even think about. He moved his lips. "People can't always live in the past." Even he couldn't believe his own words. Melvin said with self-mockery, "Listen to yourself. How absurd that sounds. People indeed can't live in the past forever, but Sarah has been trapped in that darkness for three years. Do you dare to face it? To uncover it?" After being wounded, a bleeding injury slowly forms a scab. The thicker the scab becomes, the more painful it is to pick off. If you let it leave a deep scar on your skin, you may not even have the chance to remove it.