A Matter Of Time Novels & Stories

I stand under the hot spray of the shower, letting the water wash away the tension that had settled in my shoulders. Closing my eyes, I hoped the steam could clear my mind as well. Kane's words echo in my head, mingling with the sound of the water splashing against the tiles. "I know it's going to take time and effort for me to gain your trust again."

Now wasn't the time for jokes. "I'm an hour and a half late for a meeting that I needed to attend. I have dozens of missed calls from the office, the clients as well as the bosses. I'm screwed and I know it. To top it all I can't seem to find my shoes so I could try and see if there is still something to go and try and save at the office."

An invisible force clenched my heart in a merciless grip. Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead like raindrops. Every tick of the clock hammered against my chest, each second a tormenting reminder of the passing time. I picked up the paper card with trembling hands, my lips quivering as I forced myself to speak. "There's still time," I said, my voice shaky but desperate. "We're withdrawing money from different banks. The amount you're asking for is too much—it takes time to gather it all."

This is the life that matters—not the life that is celebrated publicly. We reflect on the intertwining of time and love. Time, once a source of anxiety, has become our ally. Love, once fragile and uncertain, has become our compass. Together, they have shaped this chapter of our story. We see that clarity is born not from perfection, but from consistent practice—acts of presence, empathy, communication, and care accumulated over time.

"I only ever used her. There was never anything else between us." "Once the Ross family's hold on East Harbor is completely cleared out, I'll cut ties with Chloe for good." "I don't care." I cut in, and then, one by one, I pried his fingers off me. "None of that matters." "What matters is that over these ten years, in every choice you made, in every priority you set, I was always the one who didn't matter." "The promise you made me didn't matter. The career I clawed out for myself didn't matter."

It was always there, waiting for the moment I changed my mind. And I always did. This time feels different. A small nod answers him. “Just like that.” This time there’s a real reason to stop. Something that actually matters. And messing that up isn’t an option.

“ It's obvious, isn't it? ” “ It is. I haven't thought that far though. ” “ It's okay. there's a time for everything. ” “ Yeah. There's a time for everything under the sun. A time to live, a time to die, a time to be given birth to, a time to reproduce, a time to be awake and a time to go to sleep. ” “ Um... Problems arise when we as humans do the right thing at the wrong time and vice versa. ” “ Yeah. ”

Zia Stephanie's POV I felt like time begun to lose its meaning. The passage of time felt like it was heavenly distorted where space time worked into different scale on the other dimension. What should only be a few minutes seemed like I had endured dew hours and what might feel like small width of time could be extensive.

That alone told me where his heart really was. I had plans, too. Tomorrow would mark exactly one month since I filed to break our mate bond. I’d be picking up the finalized certificate—basically our divorce papers—from City Hall. After that, I could leave, officially. “Okay,” I replied softly. “I’ll be home in time for dinner. I’d like to have that roasted herb venison you make, the one with the wild greens,” he said, eyes sparkling. However, my flight was at 7 p.m. There was no time to make him dinner.

Her mum sounded really faint she could barely hear her. “I'm fine, mum. How is dad?” “He is fine. He misses you. We miss you.” The last time Clara spoke to her mum was when she referred a bride some days ago. Now, it felt like years. There was a long pause as she didn't know what to say to that. Should she mention the problem with their business? Or the fact that she was aware they could be in a mess? How about she mentions accepting her fate and reality? The thoughts rushed through her mind so she heaved a sigh instead.