A Day Like This Novels & Stories

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“Thank you.” Something shifts almost invisibly in his face, there and gone, the way his control sometimes costs him something he won’t name. Then it’s back in place and he is composed and unreachable again. “Go,” he says. I go. I make it through the lobby and out through the glass doors and into the open air before I let myself smile. Wide and private and entirely my own. One day. I got inside his walls, inside his home, inside the life he keeps locked and managed and perfectly controlled, in one single day.

The elders in the family are big on good omens, insisting we pick a nice date for the wedding for good luck. But after a fortune teller proposes nine potential wedding dates, Edward Colton turns every single one down. It's the tenth time now. Edward shakes his head yet again. I gaze at his handsome face and blurt out, "I think this date is perfect." Edward is busy scrolling through messages in his group chat, not even bothering to glance up at me. "This date won't work. Jolene and the others just mentioned they want to go to Hallibay for vacation. Turn down your mom's suggestion." I curl my fingers tight. His eyes remain fixed on his phone screen, as if he has endless conversations to t

Unfortunately, he suffered an accident and passed away, beyond cure. At Jaxson's memorial meeting, his employees spoke of him with deep respect, admitting Jaxson was kindhearted as if they were his own family. We all missed him very much. Spring returned soon. My daughter grew up. She was young and full of energy. Wearing a turquoise skirt and adorned with seasonal flowers, she would run around in the countryside. Her eyes were bright, just like the brand new days to come. The wind blew away the snow from the plum blossoms, and spring was brought back overnight.

This is the end of us both. ******

Lucas extends his hand and leads me to the dance floor. The music changes to “I Can Love You Like That” by All-4-One. I feel as giddy as a schoolgirl as the words of the song fill the outdoor space. Lucas takes my hand in his and places his other on my waist. Our eyes meet and we begin swaying to the music. “So, you must be excited that Daya is officially mated to Darius. They can lead the pack side by side now, right?” I start making small talk as we continue to dance. I can’t help but to notice how easy it is being with Lucas.

: It’s another beautiful day and Stella is going through her I*******m and then she sees a girl that looks pretty much like the girl she saw in school. “What’s her name?!” She rhetorically asks herself. She then looks at the I*******m handle and sees “Zendaya”. “ how didn’t I see that” she says out loud . She quickly goes to like her pictures but unlikes them almost immediately and then she sees that Zendaya followed her right immediately. She gets a message from Zendaya.

For this moment. *********

Aiden's face is all over my I*******m. His relationship status has been changed publicly. Has our friendship status changed as well? The school day is calling my name, and I don't want to listen. I don't want to go and face Aiden. I remember Leslie Thompson's threat. If she knows I hurt Aiden, she will come crawling to me with her vicious venom.

He added indifferently, "Guess someone's gotten a little too high on their pedestal. If you had better time management, would this have happened?" With that, he led Anna inside the building. Exhausted, I picked up the scattered contracts and returned to my office. Later that evening, Ethan sent me a cupcake. It was one of the ones he bought for Anna this morning. It was dragon-fruit flavored, probably because Anna did not like it and he was giving me the leftovers. He did not even know I was allergic to dragon fruit. As Ethan feigned concern, I looked at him one last time and asked, "It's been seven years. Just once, have you ever thought about marrying me and taking responsibility?"