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"But if you turn back, I'll still have hope that I haven't lost you completely." Her words struck a chord within me, resonating with the memories of our time together. I hesitated, my resolve wavering. The darkness around me seemed to press in, urging me to make a choice. As I stood there, paralyzed by indecision, Amara's words echoed in my mind. I recalled the first time we met, the way she had smiled at me, and the way my heart had responded. I remembered the laughter we shared, the adventures we embarked on, and the quiet moments we spent together.

I sent a text to my father just in case I didn't return like Kristy. I remembered Frank's words and I was grateful I remembered. I just hoped he would of help.

So, I just spoke up, "I am sorry I made your mummy cry. Can you forgive me?" "No!" he shouted. Maybe, it wasn't that easy to befriend little children. I could see Naomi trying to hold the smile on her face. "Anyone that makes mummy cry is my enemy." I sighed, this was going to be more difficult than I thought. So I nodded and moved towards the door with Naomi hot on my heels obviously to shut the door on my face again. when I got to the door, I turned toward her and whispered, "Don't think I am giving up on you. I will be back and I will be better."

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.

Monica said with a grumpy face. I felt my heart skips a beat. Fuck it... So this is my defect... Even after being reborn, this heart still beats for that jerk... Stupid Amiya, why can't I even let go of this feeling that I had back then!? I threw the Lily and walked away. "Tell him I don't like it..." I said as Monica follows me from behind. "Ooh! That's my girl! So are you finally letting go of your other man?" she teased.

"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."

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.