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Her resilience eventually broke with one sentence from Amaan: It was not your fault. Only when her scream turned into a sob did Amaan say, “I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”

I’ve barely accepted what I just heard when he drops a bombshell that completely rocks my world; “I’m not letting her go just yet. I haven’t finished with her. But I’ll throw her back on the streets once I’m done. I’ll cut ties with her forever, and soon. Amani will never recover from what I have in store for her, and that’s a bloody vow…”

@iamjack. Iamjack: of course I am. Me: Great then. Bye guys laters. *Kissing emoji* A loud sigh escapes my lips as I place my phone back on the table. Slowly backing down I place my rear back on the bed, raining my legs up to wrap myself in a ball. I am going to be okay. I am fine I kept repeating the matra in my head for lord knows how long until my lashes droop and I am gone. “It's going to be okay, you just have to run. I will distract papa for you. Run Cara Mia.” Mama soft melodious voice rings in my ears as tears runs down her cheeks.

Anna said "My tongue caused all of this for me and I regret it deeply, I wasn't able to let him know how I felt before I left, and I doubt I'll be privileged to do that ever again" Amira said sobbing "Never say never, I hear true love conquers all. If he loved you as much as you loved him then you will definitely have each other back" Anna said

His lips trembled, his heart thudded, but his voice came out steady as he whispered to the gate, to the woman he couldn't let go. “Amara, I’ll never give up on you. Not anymore. I’m going to make you mine again.”

“I know I’m not your mom, but this is your home, Aoife. You came here to be with him. Can you give me a chance? I’ve never had a child, and I’d love to be your stepmother.” Amara’s heartfelt words pierced through my defenses, touching my heart in ways I never expected. Overwhelmed, I struggled to find the right words. “But... I am... How can I...” Her gentle assurance broke through my doubts, her eyes reflecting a genuine promise. “We can take care of each other.” At that moment, I threw my arms around her, feeling a deep longing fulfilled. It was a love I had yearned for, a connection I desperately needed. With everyone I loved lost in recent days, this single ray of hope brought a genuine

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.

She’d never lose a loved one again. «My beloved Nath, I’m going to give you a new little brother. Mama loves you always. Sister Amaya is happy, and so am I, my boy... because we’ll never be alone again» THE END

“You always think you have more time, mi amor. But sometimes, you have to do something stupid. Big. Bold. You don’t win a woman like Natalie with half-measures.” “I don’t even know if she thinks about me like that.” “She does,” Mamá said confidently. “I can always tell. And if I’m wrong? Then at least you tried.” I let out a slow breath. The pull in my chest still hadn’t faded. I turned slightly, glancing back toward the boutique behind me. Still quiet. Still unfinished. Like something was waiting inside. “Mamma?” I said softly. “sì, il mio cuore?” “Thank you. For the reminder.” “sei il benvenuto, figlio mio.Now, go do something stupid.”

“You say possess. I say... honor.” I drew a slow breath. “Do you remember what I told you the day you came back from prison?” Ama blinked, uncertain. I said, “That I forgave you, but I would never let you hurt me again.” The wind howled. My cloak billowed. The moon above flared white. Ama’s grin cracked. “I won’t give you my child,” I said, stepping forward. “But I’ll give you one last chance.” She sneered. “To do what?”