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

Leo gave a contemptuous sneer and didn't bother to give her another look. He turned his head without a word and squinted at Aisha in the ward. 


The face that resembled both his sister and himself was almost completely disfigured. 


Leo took out a gun and started fiddling with it in his hand. He blew at the muzzle expressionlessly. "I just heard you mention my sister. What were you talking about?" 


He knew Aisha was in this ward. He didn't want to make trouble because he didn't want his sister to know Aisha was still alive. He was afraid she couldn't bear it. The person who had made her suffer so much was still alive. His sister wouldn't be able to take such a shock. 


But as he passed by the door of this ward, his sharp ears caught this vicious mother-daughter pair mentioning his sister's name. 


Since these bitches are asking for trouble, don't blame him for being impolite. 


Gunpowder in the Ward