219 Days From Today Novels & Stories

Kianna's PoV: I stared at the calendar on my phone, the date glaring back at me like an accusation: It was 18th. Four days more to go. Just four days until the 22nd—until I turned nineteen and the fated-mate bond with Maddox locked into place like a cage door slamming shut. It had crept up so fast like a blink in the chaos of the past weeks. The circus lights, the amusement park rides, the chase that still haunted my dreams—it all blurred together, making time feel like it was slipping through my fingers.

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"Last week. What date would that be?" She frowned. "Well, probably on the Twenty fifth or twenty sixth." Today is Friday, the twenty-seventh day of September, how was the Twenty fifth last week? Shouldn't she have said, two days ago? "Ok ma. The twenty sixth of which month?” Ezekiel probed. She looked at him like he was dumb but I was beginning to suspect what the problem was too . "The twenty sixth of April, you dumbass." April? April!!!!! Today is the 27th day of September, what was she talking about?

Relief washes through me anew, just glad that my daughter is okay for now. Suddenly my phone buzzes with a text notification. It’s from an unknown number, but the message reveals the sender. “Today is September 19 -Alaric.” September 19? Why would Alaric send me today’s date? Is there supposed to be something special about that date? Oh. OH. Of course. It’s the six year anniversary of my car accident. And of Alaric and Lilia’s wedding day.

He smiles kindly as he at last puts the pen away and takes my uninjured hand in his and places his fingers near my wrist. "Can you tell me the date today Miss Kendrick?" He asks. My mind immediately draws a blank, I take a quick look at Rhode who's steps forward before the Dr speaks again. "I know you've been asleep for a while so it's a bit confusing. We're two days out from your accident if that helps you" He adds, I guess to prevent Rhode from offering any extra help. It helps, maybe a little. I know we're definitely in December, and the day of the week I've got a one in seven guess at.

We are out on a team-building trip today. "Team-building?" "Basically, we came out to have some fun." Future Veronica did not reply right away. After a moment, she asked, "Is it March 20, 2025, on your side right now?" When I saw her message, I immediately switched screens and checked the date on my phone. It was indeed March 20, 2025. "Yes, that is the date," I replied. Right after I sent that, future Veronica continued, "Is the weather good today?"

I can't believe I was not able to remember that next month is my birthday. Since mom died, I haven't really had time to celebrate July 22nd, which is my birthday. Dad has tried for the past years and we always do it just in the house. Today is 29 so it's just about 24 days left until my birthday. I couldn't be more grateful. Who would have thought I will be able to live till this day given what I am going through health wise. Thank you lord for the protection. I Left the sitting room and went to my room.

That's one big scoop. Billie looks to Zofi as if trying to ask why she had to tell everything. "That's the kind of thing that they wanted to hear," Zofi murmured to him. "Billie, you're 19 years old now and single, right?" the host asked. "Yes but she's not 19 yet," Billie answered. "When are you be turning 19, Zofi?" the host asked Zofi. "In three months," Zofi answered. The host calculated the timeline. "Oh, you're already out of this school by then! Anyway, we will follow you on social media to see what happens when you turn 19, Zofi," he said.

* *But we need your commitment by December 20th. *That's three weeks. After that, the offer expires permanently.* *We believe in you. We want you back. But we can't wait forever.* *Let us know.* *Marcus* Three weeks. Twenty-one days to decide if I was staying in Chicago for a woman who wouldn't talk to me. Or going to Australia for the career I'd always wanted. I read the email again. Then again. December 20th. Three weeks from today. My phone buzzed.

“It’s changing. It’s getting… intense.” River nodded slowly. “What do you think it is? Why is he acting like he owns the world all of a sudden?” I shook my head. “I don’t know. But this is strange. We couldn’t even say a word when he did. It was like his words were final. Crazy…” Then instantly, something snapped in my mind. My eyes went wide. “Wait. What’s today’s date?” I asked. “The 17th,” River said. “Fuck!” we both shouted at the same time.