Ámame Otra Vez Novels & Stories

Maybe after the orientation she would warn me not to bully the students? After a few more minutes of her discussing about what I need to know about the University, she finished and drank a water. “Do you have a question, ija?” she asks Ija? What word is that? My name is Sophia. “Oh, I’m sorry for calling you that. It is a Spanish word for a younger girl or daughter,” she explains. Ohh, I see. “Ahh, it’s fine, ma’am” I said. “So… any questions?” she asks.

I sat there for a long while, staring blankly while my tears just keep falling from my eyes. My mind and heart was empty... I don't know what to do or what to think anymore. Out of nowhere, I suddenly started hearing voices... 'Don't die, Amiya...' 'Don't die!' 'Don't leave me... Please don't die, Amiya....' 'Amiya!' 'Amiya...' I covered my ears in fear as I cried harder... I tried to run again as I was so scared like I was losing myself until I reached the end of the road... A cliff...

"You never do." "Wow!" Eden whispered. "I know right now it might not seem like it, but Liam, I'm still the same person you met two years ago, and I know I made a terrible mistake, but I want you in my life. I want you in Aiden's life, and we can still have the life that you imagined."

Not again. Not this time.

ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡᴀsɴ’ᴛ ɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴠᴏᴜʀ” “ɪ’ʟʟ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʟɪғᴇᴛɪᴍᴇ”

A humorless laugh slips past my lips. Then calmly, I press delete. Block the number. And toss the phone back onto the table. A strange satisfaction spreads through me afterward. Now you can no longer reach Amara. And maybe it’s time you finally remain exactly where you belong. In the past.

I had told Ettore this countless times, but he had long been bewitched by Elena and Sofia, so he could no longer remember. "Shut up!" Ettore, stung by my words, lashed out in fury. He raised his hand to strike me, but I was prepared. Sidestepping his blow, I swung back and slapped him hard across the face. Ettore's head snapped to the side. He covered his cheek and stared at me in disbelief. "You dare hit me?" "That slap was for Mom," I said, my gaze icy. "From this day on, you are no longer my brother. We are finished!"

Maama's stern call falls on deaf ears because I refuse to let Amanda's poisonous words poison our family any longer. "As my aunt, I'll show you respect, but as my mother's sister, I've had it with your toxicity, to hell with you and your opinion," I declare, my words laced with a raw intensity that surprises even me. Maama and Amanda both gasp in shock, but I stand firm, unapologetic for finally speaking my truth. It's long overdue.

Worst, Amara has the same smile. Damn! If I had believed in reincarnation, I would Alita came back as Amara to haunt me. Moreover, why would she even have the look of another person with my daughter's name? "Fuck her" I closed my eyes "Fuck them a....." Flinching, I rubbed my palm on my face as I felt my phone vibrate on the bed. "That son of a bitch" Without taking it, I knew who that person was. "Asshole" I muttered as I rolled over to take the call "What is it, asshole?"