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

Adi stared straight ahead, "Since you doubt my abilities and the quality of my sperm, it's only right that I personally clear up your doubts, don't you think?" 


It took Nadi a few seconds to process, but then she realized that Adi intended to continue! 


This time, she didn't react as violently as she had in the hospital room. After all, being used once was bad enough; being used repeatedly made little difference. 


Anyway, she was nothing more than a tool for Adi, a mere vessel. Her resistance wouldn't change a thing; Adi would always do as he pleased. 


Nadi closed her eyes, too exhausted to even try to fight back. Besides, what was the point? With her mother missing and still under Adi's control, she had no leverage. She couldn't resist even if she wanted to. 


For the next two weeks, Nadi was locked inside the bedroom by Adi. 


Before, at least she'd had the run of an entire villa. Now, she was confined to a small, square room. 


Imprisoned Just to Bear My Child