Novel & Cerita Twenty Years Later Kindle

Twenty years later MIGUEL'S P.O.V I knew father would never forget the case. Twenty years ago, after which, father thought I was the one who said she was pregnant. Umberto was indeed three months pregnant and father spared her to raise the child, gave her twenty years of grace, and now it's twenty years. Everyone was present in the courtroom, just like it was twenty years ago. The difference is that everyone is a little advanced in age. Umberto knelt reluctantly with Ceasor, their son standing beside her. My heart kept on saying they have something up their sleeves.

On the other hand Thor and I are having a baby, which everyone seems to be excited about it. The secret of the past is buried beneath their hearts. XXX After 20 Years I haven't walked that road in twenty years. Hell, I wasn't even driving a car twenty years ago, unless my grandparents decided it was time to teach their sixteen-year-old grandson how to drive a stick. Things have changed, I have changed, and many more things will change.

- Two years Later It has already been two years and my life has been so smooth. Helen had turned a new leaf after finding out about Diana's death. I reconnected with my father and my mother, even though they weren't together. They all had their lives, my kids had just turned three and they also found their dragons. This was nothing but the perfect life I felt wasn't possible. As for Cole, I heard he was in the human world and has started a great family. Life is worth living, Love makes it sweeter. - - - THE END

I turned and saw Miles. After several years without seeing him, he had aged significantly. He had deep crow’s feet around his eyes, and his hair had gone gray in places. He was using a metal crutch, and his right leg seemed stiff. He stood there, looking at me with anxiety and an unrelenting bitterness. “It’s been a while.” I did not avoid his gaze. I simply nodded calmly. “Yes. It’s been a while.” The atmosphere felt tense. His fingers gripping the crutch turned white from the pressure.

My heart was wild, alive, free. The path back seemed shorter than before, though it twisted between jagged rocks and tall grass but I leapt across rocks and trees as if it was nothing. The morning light spilled through the clouds, soft and golden. I could see tiny details now, the veins in leaves, the shimmer of dew on spiderwebs. Every sound carried clear: the chirp of distant birds, the rustle of pine needles, the steady rhythm of my own breathing. The air tasted sweet. I could still sense the twins somewhere inside, their energy bright, steady, intertwined like twin flames. They were planning something, I could feel it. A storm gathering quietly in the distance.

Turning, I saw a tall, imposing man striding toward me with a confident gait. "I'm sorry, are you...?" A smile lit up the man's amber eyes as he clutched his chest in mock hurt. "It's only been two hundred years. Don't tell me you've forgotten your favorite lab partner." Two hundred years ago. The face that had stayed up with me through countless nights in front of petri dishes while developing the anti-sunlight serum finally surfaced in my memory. The name slipped from my lips. "Lucas?" A corner of his mouth curled as he reached for my temperature-controlled suitcase.

“I’m here to decide what I can live with.” Lady Serephine’s hand slid from her belly to the edge of her gown, fingers smoothing fabric as if Elowen’s words were merely noise. “Decide,” she echoed softly. “But remember, Lady Elowen. Second wives don’t get to rewrite the story. They only get to accept the ending.”

"Lucky for me, I was born with a silver spoon, unlike some people, born to parents who abandoned them." I couldn't help but think back to when Freddie had sat next to me on my bed in my past life, sipping from the bowl of nourishing soup that was supposed to help me recover. He had sneered, "Tyler, you're going to die anyway. Drinking all that soup won't change a thing. I'll just enjoy it for you; no need to thank me." I wanted to rip him apart right then and there—just the thought of him made my skin crawl.

Author POV 2 Weeks Later It has been 2 weeks since Nitra got back home after her miscarriage. She has been visibly gone thin apart from her bump that is still visible, as per the doctors it would be gone soon and there's nothing to worry. As for her she is still not able to get recovered from the part that her child is no more with her and she would not be able to give birth to it, it had to leave before it even came. She just prayed that some miracle would happen and she gets to have the wonderful experience of being a mother.

"Time passes by, doesn't it? Before, you were asking permission from Nana just to spend time outside. Now it's Alliah you should be worried about." "Well, that's true," I nodded as I smiled. "I don't want her to think I'm not excited to go home and be with her." We didn't talk for long after that. While talking to him, I was on the company's rooftop. After ending the call, I roamed my eyes around the scenery from above. It looked weird but peaceful. How come my life isn't like this? I know my life is already weird as it is, but how come it's not peaceful?