Ace Post Timeskip Novels & Stories

I should be focused on Ava and Reece, and this moment, I shouldn't let the past be brought into my present, no. I question myself, if whether I did actually move on or something. After leaving Colton's office earlier, my mind keeps tempting me to go back in time, to those last days, before she was gone from my life. There's been a slight anxious feeling, that has touched my chest and I've been doing everything possible, to not let it overtake me. " Skylar?" I snap out of my thoughts, and look at Reece, who looks at me with a frown. " I made some cookies, come on, grab one." He says.

Meekey whispered. “I didn’t do it for you,” Tasha said. “I did it because she deserves closure—one way or another.” The line went dead. Later that afternoon, Maya made her way to the café near Jefferson Park. She sat by the window, sipping coffee she didn’t want, waiting. She had seen a picture of Zoe once smiling beside Natalie on a community newsletter website. Black braids. Sharp jawline. Big hoop earrings and a stare that said don’t mess with me unless you mean it.

He let her do as she pleased. “If Astrid sees these posts, she’ll definitely feel terrible! She’ll soon realize that I’m not the one who can’t live without her! Maybe she’s already crying, wondering why I’m not going home!” Tony even felt a hint of anticipation, hoping I would see them. As long as I took the initiative to contact him, even if it was to argue, he could use it as a chance to end this cold war. However, the scene he expected never came. Half a month passed.

With a sigh, I grabbed a piece of steak and headed back to my table. To my surprise, there was a box of hot pasta waiting for me at my usual spot. The sight of the authentic, mouthwatering dish nearly brought tears to my eyes. From then on, my life seemed to be filled with mysterious appearances of my favorite foods. My classmates were suddenly extra nice, snagging the best seats for me in class, sharing notes, even volunteering for my turn at classroom chores. I knew all that was Henry's doing. He was still pampering me, despite our divorce, even though he thought I had moved on and was pregnant with someone else's child.

Her expression was the same but her posture had shifted, something in the line of her shoulders that I catalogued without immediately knowing what to do with. Then I looked at the timestamp. It was wrong. Not obviously. Not in a way that would register without the previous footage to compare against. But the light through the high panel above the door was positioned for early morning. The message had arrived at four fifty-three in the afternoon. I pulled up the original four-second clip and compared the two. Same clothing. Identical. Not similar. Identical, down to the position of the collar. They weren't showing me where she was. They were showing me what they wanted me to believe.

My sister had sharp eyes and found the letter under the old pillow. Dad wiped away his tears and unfolded the paper with trembling hands. "Mom, Dad, and Heidi. By the time you see this letter, the countdown should have ended. I'm so happy I get to live with all of you. Thank you for your hard work in the last 18 years. I hope we can still be a family in my next life! Oh, right, use the money in the piggy bank to buy a toy for Heidi! Consider it an early birthday gift."

Unknown time until everything changes. The countdown has begun.

"Enough! That incident was explained long ago. It was an accident. Chloe admitted her mistake and paid for it. Over the past year, she has changed a lot, and her abilities have improved. I believe she is qualified to serve as vice president. "I do not want to hear anyone use that incident to attack her again. If I catch anyone doing it, you will end up the same way as Natalie Shaw." The room fell silent. The people who had still wanted to argue slowly lowered their heads. Grant nodded with satisfaction. Then he turned to Chloe and said softly, "Don't worry. I will never let you go hungry again. "Things are different now. I endured hundreds of days of humiliation for this moment. I will get j

Liking me, yet targeting me everywhere? "Of course. Otherwise, how would I have given birth to our baby, Iris Cole?" Her reply was absolute and without hesitation. After a short pause, future Veronica sent another message. "Hubby, something is wrong with my phone. The time looks strange. The messages you sent are showing as 2025." The moment I saw that, I knew she had discovered the time discrepancy on her end as well. We were talking across five years. "The timestamp isn't wrong. I am Andrew from 2025. It looks like we are communicating across time."

I fired back. "Yeah, right. But you could have avoided it, and why don't you just let her be? What happened to you? I know that you planned ahead before striking, but what happened to you now? Have you lost your mind? I gotta go now before you completely lost your wife because of your recklessness. God, Grey!" Dad told, and dropped the call madly. I, then, opened the CCTV camera on my phone to see if there's anything suspicious around when I noticed the time. It's 3pm already.