Romans & histoires 400 Days

Summer felt like she was struck by something. She suddenly had no strength and lay on the seat motionlessly. "It's over, I can't do this." "Come on, is it really that bad? It's just one more day," Gale asked. "One day, 24 hours, 440 minutes, 86,400 seconds." Summer counted on her fingers. "They say that time drags, but one more day feels like an extra year to me! Do you think it's easy?"

"A day? I don't understand." Crystal took a deep breath. "A day. From 12 am to 12 am. 24 hours. 1440 minutes. 86400 seconds. One day with only Anne, you & I."

Three days. ---

Give me forty-eight hours. I closed the laptop and looked at the window and the city beyond it and thought about everything that was moving simultaneously, the shares and the shareholders meeting and Marcus Webb still inside Killian’s security operation and David Chen beginning to look at Helix Bridge with the specific attention of a man who was starting to ask the right questions, and the answer I had promised Killian I would give him when all of this was finished. Forty-eight hours. I could hold everything together for forty-eight hours. I had been holding it together for two years. Forty-eight more hours was nothing.

The official contact adress of LIA'S Brand was sent to him. 'Seems like we have to cancel the deal. " concluded Judy. Gidoen didn't reply. He dialed the number sent to him instead. "Hello. " he said. "Do you have roaming dog wine? " he asked. "Yes. " replied the person who picked the call. "I'll be needing forty bottles. " Gideon said. "Okay. " he nodded then kept the phone on the table. "This is a bad idea. " hesitated Judy. "If Emma finds out we are the ones requesting for this, I doubt if she will sell to us. " outlined Judy.

Your brows are slightly raised, as a thin line of hole appeared in your eyes, trying so hard to open them and keep them that way which caused you to blink many times tardily. What to expect with someone who only slept for four hours for the sake of his prepared itinerary? We slept at almost four in the morning, then you woke up at eight later on, including me, saying that we still got plans to accomplish. Like geeze, Deron, can't we just reschedule it? Put all the activities that were supposed to be done today by tomorrow. I presume we have a lot of time where the third day's plans can be placed on the fourth day.

I greeted back and the woman gestured us to come in. Tito and I entered the building, the woman following us. The employees just greeted us and Tito dismissed them to return to their work. "Give us a brief description of the status of the company," in his business tone, Tito asked the woman. "Yes, Mr. Lewis. Two days ago when Mr. Madrigal has passed away. There are nine checks that bounced back exceeding seven digits," the woman started that shocked me. Nine checks from where?! "What?!" I asked shocked. "Nine checks?! Where did that come from?"

My precious laptop has not been touched, and that is my only comfort. Taylor carries all the sacks and furniture out to the bins while I finish wiping down all the surfaces. When at last everything has been cleaned and tidied away to my satisfaction, I find myself sinking to the ground. I had been here for only four months, but it had become my home, and damn it, Richard had destroyed it all. I do my best to fight the tears, but my exhaustion overwhelms me, and I sob silently, hoping to get it out of my system before Taylor returns.

the question flew out of me “I told you Cassandra. I am interested in you, I don’t want you to think of me as some sort of monstrous man anymore and I also want to be close to you.” His words made my heart beat faster along me restless. I could not understand him any longer. Usually Mariano would have told me I had no say even if I were to cancel and change my mind, nothing would have changed for he has complete possession over me. He would have remind me that I was a nobody who he could easily dispose of but right now, that same man is the one saying this to words to me. He picked back his menu board and then dropped afterwards. “Right, we only have fifteen days left to complete thirty days

Ava looked at her bro pointing at the jar of water on the coffee table in the mini space used as living room in the wide room. "Oh... You want water?" Ava asked, and Matt nodded his head. "Yes" Matt said. "Wait, I will get it for you," Ava said, walking towards the coffee table, while she was scolding Matt for being careless. "You just came out from a serious surgery, so you can not move anyhow you want," Ava said. "Chtt... says the person that ran around even when she was injured seriously four years ago," Matt said. Ava was reminded of their mother when she was still alive.