Ámame Otra Vez Novels & Stories

I had a new name and a new life in a new city. To fix my past regrets of quitting school, I went back to college. While walking on campus, someone tapped my shoulder. "Sophia, is that you?" My heart jumped, and I started to panic, but when I turned around, it was a man I did not know. "Do we know each other?" I asked, unsure. "I'm Brandon. We went to the same college before you left." "Oh, right. Sorry, I just didn't remember you at first."

“Thinking about someone new?” I grunted and threw a fry at him. Then my phone buzzed. I picked it up. The device read the message aloud. Amaya. I went still. “Amaya,” I repeated quietly. Everything else faded. What does she want?

“I’m a different version of you.” Daniel lets out a short, bitter laugh. His expression is filled with disbelief. “A different version?” He scoffs. “You must be insane.” I shake my head. “I know it sounds crazy, but it’s the truth.” He crosses his arms, the gun still pointed at me. His finger hovers over the trigger. “Explain.” I inhale deeply, my chest rising and falling. “I’m not from this world,” I say. “I’m here for a purpose.”

I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel Something really real so that I can really Feel like a person again I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel Something really real so that I can really Feel like a person again Can you tell me a secret? Can you tell me what's wrong with me? I know I should be angry But I can barely feel a fuckin' thing Can you tell me a secret? Can you tell me what's wrong with me? Can you tell me what's wrong with me? By the time I was reaching home it was already night time. It's been a year and I still haven't seen her.

"So you have been fucking my sister all along!, how dare you! You are just a loose bustured, I can't forgive you for what you have done, you have betrayed your kids, you shameless man!" Amanda cried out loud, shaking my body, hitting me up on my chest. " We are moving out of that fucking house, I don't want to ever set my eyes on you again, I hate you! I hate you Duke!" She said as she left the hospital still crying.

“Talk to me, Ama. What’s going on?” Amara took a deep breath, meeting his gaze. “I’ve realized something,” she said, voice trembling with emotion but carrying newfound strength. “I can’t keep letting fear dictate my life. I’ve been living in the shadows of expectations and threats, instead of choosing the life I want. And I’ve realized… I want you. I need you. Not halfway, not with hesitation. I need us fully.”

Anticipation to see whatever he wrote for me tugs at my belly. Aamon: I know it's hard right now, but people will always talk whether you do right or wrong. I won't ever let anyone bring you pain and torment while I'm alive. I promise you that when you open those gorgeous golden eyes of yours, everything will be better. I love you and will always stand by you , mi Vida. When you are ready to step out into the world again, I'll be out that door waiting to hold your hand and walk with you. My heart squeezes and I read the message over and over again, about five times total.

the aunt tells him “She said that I can't see them anymore and that I'm not going to see her anymore, since I'm never going to live here, since I'm never going to see myself, since I'm never going to see myself, since I'm never going to live and I will never see myself…” Again the aunt laughs and says that she is not sure if she is okay or not. "Are you feeling bad, Amara?" the aunt tells him

“F​o‍r s‍eeing me. For w‌aiting.‍ For not giving up when I‌ gave you every re‌aso⁠n to.” “Thank you fo⁠r coming back‍. For choosi‌ng‌ this.‌ F​or building this life with me.” “I’d do it again‌. All of it. The dis​tance. The fights.‌ The hard pa‌rts. I’d do it all again⁠ to get here‌.​” “Me too.” Ayana’s voice calls from inside. “Mama! I had a ba⁠d dre‍a⁠m!”

I hold her tight as I let my silent sobs out. "Just like you are doing" She kisses my head but today, it doesn't feel warm. "I lost her mum, how will I survive knowing she hates me and I can no longer have her?" "Ana doesn't hate you, Jace. Let it all out today. Tomorrow morning when you wake up, start being the man you were not two years ago. Show Ana that you care, and let your actions show how much you love her. When her anger dissipates, explain to her your reasons for hurting her. I trust you can win your girl back, son. Don't let my teachings go to waste." She carefully whispers and I eagerly nod. I can't give up on the first trial. I will get her back. I have to.