44 Days From Now Novels & Stories

I set it down carefully, my full attention on the phone. "When?" I asked, my voice steadier than I felt. "Thirty days from today. October twentieth." The kitchen seemed to tilt slightly. I gripped the edge of the counter. "Thirty days," I repeated, the words not quite processing. Braham's head snapped up from his laptop, his eyes locking onto mine with sudden intensity.

Not once. Four days. I closed my eyes. Four days was going to be a long time.

Tyson smirked. “31 Days.” Chance affirmed. “Which Day was today”? He asked. “Ninth.” Dr. Tyson added. “Twenty two days to go, man I am gonna savor these.” with a devilish smirk, Chance declared.

By the time I got closer to her, I could see that she was concentrating on something on the nearby desk. What is it?" As soon as I was in his presence, I said. -Is-. Then he took Cindy's return ticket out of my hands. "Oh, my door back to my own home!" “There is a date and time set for his return. Does the amount of time you have to organize your event have an expiration date?— "I guess there are 68 days in this month." I'll give you 68 days to come up with a fucking plan. "More or less," you reply. That was hilarious.

"Maybe he's processing. Maybe he's scared too. Maybe he's waiting for you to prove you mean it." I sat up. The room spun less than before. "I can't." "Yes you can. You got in your car last night. You drove to Murphy's. You just couldn't walk through the door. But you can. You will." "Maya..." "What day is it?" I checked my phone. My stomach dropped. "December eighteenth." "And when does he leave?" "The twentieth." "Two days, Sloane. You have two days. Stop wasting them." She hung up.

After a moment, I pull away, the rejection landing heavily. She crosses her arms, like she's preventing me from trespassing with more hugs. “So. When’s the date?” My brain instantly goes blank. I don't know how to design the words to make it a little less terrifying, but I have no choice. I look right at her. “It’s in… it’s in 5 days time.” Zara staggers back like I’ve physically pushed her. “BITCH ARE YOU CRAZY?!" she screams with her eyes wide open.

How quickly life and things change. "He'll fly out straight after the charity benefit, so that means you should be ready by then. I've checked his passport. It's still valid." Clara carried on, oblivious to her numb state. "When is the benefit?" The other woman paused, the small frown on her forehead deepening. "This Friday." Eden smiled sadly. Four days.

Lena suggested. “Whatever you do,” Davina suggested. “You have this week.” Xavier turned to me. “We have just five days left this week.” “Then the ball happens in the next four days,” I said flatly.

I turn and look at the date on the board. July fourth. It’s been three weeks. Three weeks And it's officially....My engagement day. Today is my engagement day...

Everything will be over by Thursday. Let's hold up till then. Thanks so much for your unwavering support.