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Leanna

COMPLETED [Mature Content] My life has no meaning. I'm forty years old, a middle age woman. Some say I have a fulfilling life, an architect with a high salary, a one-bedroom condo unit and a face that, although not the most beautiful, certainly warrants a second look. The only thing people criticize about me is the emptiness of my ring finger. I'm not married and don't have a family of my own. I don't feel anything about it. I don't need a man in my life, and I hate kids. The only thing I regretted was how I lived my life. Half of it wasted in school and the other half wasted in work. Before I knew it, I'm already old and at my deaths bed - alone and dying. THEN I WOKE UP FROM THE DREAM. ---- Read my other works: I am the Queen (FL) Genre: Fiction, Mature, Modern Romance, StrongFL, RichFL, PoorML, ColdML Realm Wars (ML) Genre: Epic Fantasy, Action, Adventure, Mature, R18, Romance, RPGelements, GAMEelements, OPmc Angels, Demons, Sprites, Elves, Beastmen Generation of Heroes (ML) Genre: Action, Adventure, Epic Fantasy, Friendship, Magic, Beasts, Game Elements, Multiple Leads, OPmc, Romance, War, Military Trinity the Last White Witch (FL) Genre: Werewolf, Vampires, Witches, Fantasy, R18, Mature, ColdML, StrongFL ---- Stalk me here: Facebook, Instagram, Twitter: MiuNovels ---- Donate for my Milk Addiction: PayPal: Miu.2017@yahoo.com

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[Amnesia] [Past 1]

[Estela's POV]

[Amnesia]

I glanced at the gigantic mansion.

Is this where I live?

Wow.

"Let's go, dear. You'll stay here with us until you regain your memories," Lily said and held my hand, pulling me inside.

Regain my memories?

I sighed.

I glanced over at the middle-aged man who was harboring a warm smile, looking at me full of concern.

And . . .

*gulp . . .

I shifted my focus on the cold, indifferent man beside Hynes Fay. He was just staring at me with his icy eyes. His face was unreadable as we quietly made our way into the house.

I didn't know why, but I was uncomfortable at Cain's, my brother's, stare. Even though he was emanating a scary air around him, I only felt a sense of overwhelming pride and affection for him.

Funny.