7 Years From Now 소설 & 이야기

Yes… I do have something to ask you…" Sean's breath was a whisper. The incident that had happened seven years ago came to his mind again.

It looked hollow, but it would have to be enough. "Seven years," she breathed against the glass. "I can survive seven years."

Karen smiled back and took a bite of her pancake before asking, "What about three years from now, five years, and ten years? Where do you see yourself then?" My brain thought for a moment before answering, "Well, in three years, I hope to have advanced in my career and be in a high-level position. In five years, I want to have traveled to Europe and Asia and maybe even have a family. And in ten years, I want to be successful enough to be able to give back to the pack." Karen nodded, "Those are great dreams, Melvin. What about when you're in your seventies?" I chuckled while imagining those things with Karen, "Well, hopefully, I'll have grandchildren by then. Hundreds of them. And maybe still

I scribbled on the pad as I wrote, giving him step-by-step workings so he knew I knew what I was talking about. “Currently, the Man’s age = 5x, and the Daughter’s age = x. Five years ago, Man’s age = 5x - 5 Also = 9 (x / 2). Daughter’s age = x - 5. Then, Man’s age now = Man’s age five years ago (with respect to his daughter’s age) + Five years. 5x = 9(x / 2) + 5. By solving for x, I arrive at the conclusion that x = 10 years. Therefore the Daughter is 10 years old. And since her father is five times her age her father is 50 years old.” I placed the pen on the pad and pushed it to him, straightening my spine. Evan shrugged, seemingly not overly impressed.

"I will come back after 18 years to get what is due.” My heart suddenly raised as I saw the man walking away.

, he cried. "Good, 7 days"

The bald man looked at us and asked, "So are you guys dating, engaged, or married?" "Dating!" "Engaged!" Our conflicting answers earned us confused expressions from both men. While Seven said we were just dating, I had said we were engaged. I looked up at him with questioning eyes. "Didn't you propose to me?" Seven's hand tightened around mine. He looked away and then coughed awkwardly. "Actually, it's both." "Interesting! So how long have you two been an item?" "Three years," Seven responded before I could. The other man nodded. "That's a long time. Most relationships don't make it past a year these days. Congratulations."

Shyla whose heart was pounding nervously inside her chest, thought, "I will not wait for ten years. I will have you within four year" ..... Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

I asked, my voice trembling, "What… what year is it?" The police chief, still wiping away sweat, whispered, "Mrs. Astor, it's 2026…" My brain short-circuited. I had jumped from 2018, eight years into the future. And not only was I married to the man I hated most, but we had a four-and-a-half-year-old son. The inside of the Maybach was dead silent. I leaned against the window, staring at the little boy in the middle seat. Leo. That's what the bodyguards had called him.

“So… good news?” Annie’s breath hitched. She lifted her free hand and touched his face. “How old are you? What year are you from?” “I’m fourteen,” Jeffrey said. “And I came from 2040.” "2040." Killian repeated slowly doing the math in his head. "How did you just walk through a glowing door from the future?" Dante asked, and despite the gun in his hand, there was genuine curiosity in his voice now.