10 Year Gap 소설 & 이야기

He minus the 2020 to 1988 and her eyes winded after knowing his already thirty years old. "What the heck? That man is already thirty years old? And how many years our gap is...)" she paused and counts in her fingers, "Twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty, thirty-one, and thirty-two—the fudge! Seven years of gap." She snorted and rolled her eyes.

I thought you could save yourself…" "You thought?" She cut him off with a mocking laugh. "So you sacrificed me without hesitation." "We were together for ten years," he said, eyes reddened. "You know what kind of man I am. How could I ever want you dead? Are you really going to erase everything between us over this one mistake?" Mabel looked at him with pity and ridicule. "Yes. Ten years. "It took me ten years to finally see clearly. "In your eyes, I was nothing more than a pawn you could sacrifice for the family's interests."

"Suppress the gossip." Vincent nodded. "Yes, Mr. Thomas." Lucas gazed at Vincent for some time before he said, "Have you ever kept anyone in mind for ten years?" Vincent had no idea where Lucas was going. Vincent hedged a bit before he said, "Mr. Thomas, I may not be a one—woman guy. So, no, never." "Then do you think one would let go of someone they had been in love with for 10 years easily?" "Of course not. People like that are always stubborn. On the surface, they may say they have let go of the past, but they couldn't deep down."

Lying on the empty bed, Nathan slowly turned his head to gaze at the pillow beside him. His hand slipped out from under the blanket, reaching for the spot where Mila had been lying, but found it cold and devoid of her warmth. She had disappeared. Just as it had been ten years ago, they were now separated by two countries, lacking any means of communication, destined to never meet again. His heart felt as though it were being stabbed by thousands of needles, the pain so intense that it made breathing a challenge. Despite the agony, he couldn't help but curl his lips into a bitter smile.

David sat at his desk, his mind far away from work. He couldn’t stop thinking about Isaac. He kept picturing the boy’s face, wondering what he looked like now. Ten years. It had been ten years since Mirabel and David had gone their separate ways, and Isaac had grown up all that time without him. How did I miss this? David thought. He felt a knot in his stomach. If Isaac really is my son… I wasn’t there for him. I wasn’t there for anything.

Outside the lawyer's office, I looked across at the County Clerk's building, kinda dazed. Ten years ago, Jack and I stood there too—same gray sky, totally different mood. It wasn't Valentine's or some wannabe couple's day. We just got up early and lined up first. We had nothing—no rings, no cash, not even a proper photo. Just a blurry strip from a janky booth. Still thought love would carry us. Thought it was enough. I forgot a heart's just another organ. After ten years, ours had burned out. Once Jack and Jenny left, I left, too.

Turning my full attention to Charlie, I stare straight into his eyes, for the first time in so long. I had forgotten how beautiful they were. I had missed his face, his smile, his eyes, everything. I had missed having a normal conversation with him. But you see, that is the problem. It’s been more than ten years since Charlie and I have actually had a normal conversation. We had barely tolerated each other’s presence in the same room. It was only after Jos’s death that we had finally come an inch close, pretending like we had not just given each other the cold shoulder for ten years.

I scoffed with a roll of my eyes. They shared a glance at each other again. “It actually makes a difference. He said he wants a very long break from the crazy happenings around him, he wants a break from frustration so he might leave for 6 or 8 months or even a year or more.” My eyes widened. “A year?!” “Y–yes.” “Wow, just wow. Isn’t that just perfect for both of us?” I scoffed again, this time, it was due to the weird pain and anger that struck my heart.

Sara noticed her for some time but didn’t say anything. Gloria was also waiting for her. Though they were very close, the distant look too far. “You…” Sara wanted to talk, but she choked on her voice and his throat was parched as she hasn’t talked for a while. Gloria poured some warm water and make her sip the water. Sara gulp the water slowly, and Gloria waited for her. They have waited for ten years but this wait feels like more than ten years. When Sara finish the water, she looked at Gloria again.

“I thought nothing would surprise you anymore. What’s this?” “My apology. That was rude of me. Even too crass for comfort. Nothing is wrong, Sienna. It was just…unexpected. I thought your entanglement with a model you hired was one thing. But the age gap is quite another issue. Almost twelve years, is it?” I nodded. He was right. I was about to turn thirty in a month.