After A Long Time Mga Nobela at Kwento

] Seconds and minutes passed. The food on the table slowly lost its warmth. I lifted the glass of water beside me and looked at the faint transparent outline flickering once again around my fingertips. Then I waited in silence for the final farewell to this relationship.

"Are we leaving now? Can we leave now? How long until we leave? Is it time? Is it almost time?" I check my phone. "Twenty-eight minutes." "That's SO LONG. That's like forever. That's like a hundred years. That's—" "It's twenty-eight minutes," Ethan says from the table, not looking up from his waffles. "That's exactly 1,680 seconds. Which is a long time in seconds but not a long time in minutes. It depends on how you measure it." "Well, it FEELS like forever," Alexander insists. "Feelings aren't the same as facts."

I mean he waited a long time before he claimed Hannah, he will know better than most of us. I give him a sharp nod, and after another ten minutes of talking shit, I leave the basement and go hunt down my woman

Do you think I will get better? ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Three weeks Later

"Eve, have you gotten over Josh yet?" Everly fell silent. It was not easy letting go of a relationship of many years. "I need time. Time heals everything. Even the vows you made when you were madly in love could be washed away by time until there's nothing left, right? No love lasts in this world." "But I have no time anymore," Olivia muttered. "Don't give up on your treatment."

I had climbed into bed with momma, and we talked in whispers about Grams; then I had made her a plate, and she ate a little bit. She perked up a little seeing me again after two years, and that made me feel guilty that I had not done this sooner. I should have just left like I did today and came to see my family.

Hi Guys. I'm back🎉🎉.. I know it's being a long while but it's just being a lot. I had to get my mental health in check but anyways shall we continue the story?

It's been a week since Aiden last heard from Clara, his wife-to-be. After the cake tasting episode, he had made sure to stay out of her way. She left his place without even saying goodbye except for his housekeeper dropping the letter Clara wrote. It was a simple text, where she wrote, ‘Thank you'. He missed her, missed knowing she was in the room next to him. Her scent was everywhere from the sitting room to the kitchen. It was stronger in the room she stayed in. He found himself thinking about her.

(unedited) 𝗧𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱:- ***********************

I ordered a glass of wine and sat by the window, my phone clutched tightly in my hand. I called him again. No answer. I texted him instead: *Chris, please can we talk? I’m at the bar beside your company. Let’s talk, please.* My thumb trembled as I hit send. I sat there waiting, hoping, praying. Every second felt like an hour. The bar was quiet, with only a few men sitting together at one corner, drinking and laughing loudly. I ignored them, my eyes glued to my phone. Then the TV in the bar changed its channel, and a voice announced: