Amberlyn Sonnet

A car accident robbed Nadira of her memory, leaving her to mistakenly believe that Aditya was her true love.

She married into wealth, only to find herself trapped in a living nightmare. Her sister Aisha's schemes, her husband's icy cruelty, the dehumanizing abuse in prison, the wrongful conviction, and the terminal diagnosis all drove her to despair.

"Countdown," Adi started counting down, "Five, four..."
Bang. Nadi bent her knees. Her knees hit the cold, hard cement surface with a loud sound. The rainwater in the puddles splashed high.
"Aisha, I was wrong."
"Louder!" Adi ordered Nadi, even pressing her neck to make her kowtow.
Nadi's heart ached desperately as the man who had loved her for many years forced her to kowtow to Aisha, the real culprit behind all this self-directed drama.
She was wrong. She shouldn't have fallen in love with Adi!
If she hadn't loved Adi, would all this not have happened?

In the end, she took her own life, bringing a tragic close to her suffering existence.

Reborn with the memories of her past life, Nadira vowed to change her destiny. She performed on the streets, hoping to reunite with Reza, the man she had truly loved in her previous existence.

Their love transcended time and space, blossoming anew, from the sweetness of their school days to the solemn exchange of wedding vows. Reza enveloped her in unwavering devotion, building a fortress of happiness around her. Meanwhile, Aditya, also reborn, could only watch from the shadows, consumed by regret and longing.

Reincarnation: No Longer Your Love's Replacement

Mrs. Rahman's neck bore clear marks of bruising, a large patch of blue and purple discoloration. It was obvious that Nadi had exerted all her strength! 


Adi's eyes darkened as he contemplated: if he hadn't reacted promptly, would another person dear to him have met the same fate as Aisha at Nadi's hands? 


Adi chose to retaliate in kind. He grabbed Nadi by the throat, dragged her over, and threw her down before Mrs. Rahman. "Get down on your knees and apologize!" he commanded. 


Nadi not only refused to kneel but straightened her posture and lifted her head high. She turned away, her face deathly pale, her bloodless lips trembling as she forced out each word, "Never!" 


A cold snort escaped from Adi's nostrils. 


"Sir," the housekeeper responded respectfully, standing before Adi. 


Adi instructed, "Go to that care facility and make Miss Fatimah bow in apology for her daughter!" 


Don't Forget, Your Mother's Fate is in My Hands