A Day Like This Romane & Geschichten

Day and night, they trained in the art of calling rain, eager to inherit my mantle. And from then on, Evan and I lived a blissful life together.

He collapsed onto the sofa, staring at me blankly. I lowered my eyes. "Nathan, don't contact me again." "I don't want any issues with my husband." Ex-boyfriends are like that. They should disappear completely. Ignoring his reaction, I gripped the pendant and strode out. It was the first day of winter, and the night wind cut through to the bone. Pulling my coat tighter, I looked up to see a familiar black car parked outside. Davis was leaning against it. His dark eyes watched me intently, as if trying to read my thoughts.

Becca smirked and shook her head, helping Kendra copy her notes. "Just that you're so grumpy." Becca said and everyone held back their laughs. "I am not. Its just," Demitri rubbed his face, his eyes especially,"morning ya know." Demitri bluffed and closed his binder. "Cheer up, we're gonna study together later and I don't want you to act like an ass." Becca said. "yeah, sure. We'll see." Demitri said. The rest of the class was uneventful. Just more notes and more homework pages. The other classes were all the same. For other students, this day may have seemed tedious or even frustrating. For Demitri and Becca, this was a typical good day of productive learning.

" Drive my daughters to school today and immediately it's time for the close of school, take them straight home, understood?!" " Yes ma'am," he said as he flashed her a smile and opened the door to the black Rolls-Royce and we entered. " Are you ready to blow away people's minds today Tory?" Tia asked me and I nodded my head and smiled. I AM READY to blow away minds today- especially Rex's mind and Nate better stay clear from me if he knows what's good for him.

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Chapter 1 George tightened his hand on the straps of his backpack as he walked towards the canopy of trees. This was it, he told himself. A dream of years was finally achieved. Quasi-orgasmic excitement, like the kind he experienced a few hours ago with his girlfriend, sped up his spine, and warmth flooded his chest. He found himself whistling a tune. It was a medley of Pharrell Williams’ “Happy” and Michael Bublé’s “It’s a Beautiful Day.” It was a happy tune and a testament to his feelings and the truth about his situation. He was indeed happy, and at that moment, it was the most beautiful day of his life.

Recognition. I lean closer to the screen unconsciously and reread the line again. Then again. Who the hell was this person?

The next day, Gabe updated his Instagram with a new photo. A blanket covered his lower abdomen. One hand held up the camera, deliberately revealing his chest and the ambiguous marks along his neck. On the other pillow, a woman's profile could be seen—eyes still closed. Caption: [So what? She's still mine.] The post was made visible only to me. No—also to Carrie. Because she had liked it. I glanced at it casually, then tapped "like" myself before going to sleep.

Nothing like the sterile quiet she’d just left. Marley met her at the door barefoot, dressed in sweatpants and a faded band tee, hair shoved into a messy bun that looked like it had been there for days. She held a bottle of red wine in one hand and wore an expression that said, You don’t owe me a single word. Raegan felt something in her chest loosen instantly. “You sure you’re okay with this?” she asked, stepping inside, balancing a box labeled in thick marker: JUST STUFF I LIKE.

I should have had more trust in him, but an uneasy feeling lingered within me. Stepping out onto the balcony, I caught sight of the box of sparklers and fireworks in the corner. I had purchased them specifically to celebrate the New Year with Jake. Suddenly, the sky burst into light. The entire riverfront erupted with an array of fireworks. I couldn't help but wonder which wealthy bachelor was attempting to impress his date by illuminating the entire city. For a brief moment, I was captivated, completely unaware of the emergency alert blaring from my phone. By the time I felt the ground tremble beneath me, a massive crack had already formed at my feet.