Novel & Cerita 365 Days

POV Millie It’s here. The dreaded day of June 22nd has arrived like it does every year. I’ll get the sympathy texts from family like I do every anniversary. It’s bittersweet to receive the messages because I know it’s coming from a loving place but on the other hand, I’m the one that took my mom's life, it's sad and humiliating through and through. June 22nd is always the same routine, I cry myself to sleep the night before, wake up absolutely distraught like the event happened only hours ago, and play every minute of the day in my mind the same way it did that day. I go into self-destruction mode and watch the clock remembering what I was doing at that exact moment. For example, it’s curren

She clicked on the message and she immediately shouted. "Ahh!" "What is it? What is it?" Matt asked worriedly. He was really worried. "I just got a job!" Ava said happily. "Which company is that?" Matt asked. "J & D group" Ava said. She was grinning from ear to ear. "That multi millionaire company?" Matt asked. "Yeap!" Ava said, dancing while walking around the room. "How come you were given a job? Did you apply for a job in the company?" Matt asked.

When Carmella was about to slather me with essential oil, I asked her to get me another basin of water and told her to put a few drops of the oil in the water and use it to wipe me again. After getting dressed, I tried to recall my schedule for the day. This world seems to have a different way of defining a date. They also have 7 days in a week but they have no months. A year consists of 280 days. Days of the week are called fire, water, wind, earth, lightning, dark, and light respectively. The date is arranged like fire 1, water 2, wind 3, earth 4, lightning 5, dark 6, light 7, fire 8, water 9, …, wind 276, earth 277, lightning 278, dark 279, light 280. In this country there are 4 seasons w

This time. Why can't she just see me being happy and smiling? I know you have doubts on her. But please don't hurt her because of me. Her vulnerable side kept appearing in front of my eyes. I wish I can be there. ~ Day 1. Day 2. Day 3. ... Day 9. Day 10. ... Day 25. Day 26. ... Now It's been a month already, counting days. Where is she? How is she? Is everything okay?

Then, the kiss – a fleeting touch, a brand of possession, a silent acknowledgment of their precarious arrangement. Uno's words, a low murmur against her lips, were a cruel twist of fate: "Let's keep this 365-day marriage our secret. And don't worry, kissing you is the least I'll do." The veiled threat, the raw power in his voice, sent a shiver down her spine.

I’ll make you want me, I will make you beg for me He pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting hers. “I won’t lock you up. But don’t provoke me.” He stood, giving her space. Turned away. “You have three hundred and sixty-five days,” he said. “One year. I’ll do anything. Buy you the moon if that’s what it takes. And if you don’t fall in love with me by your next birthday, I’ll set you free.” Emily stood up. She didn’t think. Just ran. Straight for the door.

I added. Three days is a pretty long time, right? Right?

The whole world waited. *Are you certain this is what you want?* "Yes."I said without hesitation or apology. She didn't ask again. *Then you will return.* The words settled over me like a hand placed gently over a wound. *You have three hundred and sixty-five days, Amara. One year from the moment your feet touch the earth again. When that time is done, you come home. No argument. No negotiation. No extension.* Something dropped in my chest. "Three hundred and sixty-five days." I turned the number over slowly, measuring it against everything I needed to do and finding it painfully small. "Can't you give me more? Two years, even. Surely —"