7 Years From Now Novels & Stories

But I will come home tonight to wait for him at the airport. I fixed my stuff from the table and returned the books that I have borrowed. Good thing I do not have classes for tomorrow. I returned to my condominium and packed my clothes that will be sufficient enough for the weekend. I hopped into my car and started driving all the way home. It is a two-hour drive, something that is quite tiring as you are driving alone but I actually enjoy silent car drives. I still can't believe he did not inform me that he is about to come home. He made me wait seven years for him to come back and he won't even bother to take a second to inform me? I still haven't texted him about it. Maybe I would later w

"Another way?" "Seven years," Draven said, his grip on Rupert loosening slightly. "She works for us for seven years, then she's free to go." River's jaw dropped. What?! Seven years? That was an eternity!

A tiny push against my palm. “Once she’s gone—properly gone, not just angry-gone but actually gone, out of the city, out of the country, wherever she runs to next—he’ll look around and I’ll be the one who’s still here. I’ve always been the one who’s still here. Seven years, baby. Seven years I waited and I will wait seven more if that’s what it takes.” I said it calmly, evenly, the way you’d explain a plan you’d thought through from every angle and found to be sound.

Chapter 27: Drifting Apart? ** 7 years later ** Seven years have passed, and today, as I scroll through my long list of unread messages, I come across one from Gabby. My excitement to read it fades into a tinge of disappointment as she explains she won't be able to join me for our much awaited picnic. A fan-signing event has claimed her time, a testament to her growing success. Despite my initial letdown, a genuine smile tugs at my lips; I'm genuinely happy about her achievements.

To matter. Four years and seven months until the compound degrades. Emma plans to make every single day count. Starting now.

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Tom pointed at the barren apartment. “Eve and Jordan have seven years of history together. “We’ve all seen how Eve’s been with Jordan these past seven years.”

she folded her arms. Nexus’s lips curved. “Oh, you’ll meet him soon.” “How soon?” she narrowed her eyes. “Hmm... probably seventeen years from now,” he replied far too casually. Selena choked. “Seventeen?! Are you serious? That’s forever! I could’ve finished college twice!”

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means when you're seven years old and the person you'd be leading against is your family. I don't say anything to Old Gray. I'm seven. I have nine years.