Alex Alvarez One Day At A Time Novels & Stories

"Felicia, I forgot to tell you that we went out for dinner. Just grab a cab and come over." I looked at the photo Simone had posted and scoffed. The table was piled high with both raw and cooked seafood. I really must not value my life very much if I ate raw seafood while running a fever. "It's fine, Dad. I'll grab something to eat on my own." After hanging up, I took some fever medicine and sent a message to my advisor, Paul Reyner. "Mr. Reyner, I can leave in three days." He replied with a voice message. "Good. Don't forget to sign the agreement.

“I am. I’m just observing character development.” Ava leaned toward Alex. “You’re going to get kicked out before New Year.” “He won’t,” I said lightly. Alaric glanced at me. “You’re encouraging him.” “He’s entertaining.” “He’s loud.” “I bring flavor,” Alex insisted, raising his fork. The conversation flowed easily after that. Alex talked about his travels, exaggerating at least half of his stories. Ava interrupted him repeatedly to fact-check. Alaric mostly listened, stepping in only when absolutely necessary.

Raze said wiping her tears again. “Hey, sorry to bother you two,” Daemon said coming into the room. “Speaking of the devil,” Raze chuckled making her giggle. Daemon looked at them confused then shook his head, “Anyway, um, Little One ate five chicken nuggets and some fries and drank all her apple juice. Can she have that ice cream now?” “Chocolate chip cookie dough?” Raze asked and Daemon smirked. “Oh, she’s why that’s the only flavor you will eat,” He chuckled. “Go figure.”

I blinked as a ray of sunlight came through the window. My eyes not yet fully open, my right hand reached for the gadget on the nightstand, fingering it lightly to see the time. When the flat black object was successfully grasped in my hand, I saw that it was exactly 6:15 am. It was still too early for me to get up. I usually set my alarm for 7 am, then head out to help prepare Gavin's family breakfast.

"Mornings suddenly turned for the better when I woke up next to you. Waking up to sunshine is nice but waking up to your smile is like having the sunshine in my bed." The weekend passed quickly. With only themselves and the dogs, the husband and wife spent time with each other. Alvaro rarely answered his calls in those two days, he focused only on his wife and took care of her. He made sure to feed her three times a day, four at most including the afternoon. It hasn't even been a week since they married but it felt like more.

There was a soft sound, and the potion glowed a faint blue. "There's nothing wrong with my potion. I'm the best Neuro Healer in Southia." He held the tube near my lips. "After 21 days, I'll come back and marry you, and we'll become the happiest couple." I turned my head away. "Why should I? I'm not a recycling center. Why do I have to accept a werewolf who cheated?" "That's slander! I haven't betrayed you!" Dylan was suddenly agitated, and his eyes reddened. "She's about to die. She doesn't have much time left, and she deserves my company!"

Reaching for his phone, he called Jonathan. “Ms. Alvarez already went back,” Jonathan reported carefully, his voice low. “She said she’ll be very busy for the next few days. Since you’re in the middle of treatment, she won’t be coming around.” Alexander’s expression darkened like a thundercloud. He ended the call without another word, his jaw tightening as silence swallowed the room. ---

“Okay, tomorrow morning you will be picked up by a driver, he will take you home. After you get home, you should immediately rest. Sorry, I can't pick you up because I have to start work tomorrow.” “Yes, honey.” “Okay, honey, I want to rest. You should also rest there. See you tomorrow, my beautiful wife.” “See you tomorrow too, my handsome husband.” Alex then ended the call with a sly smile. After that, lay down on the bed and immediately fell asleep. He couldn't wait for tomorrow to hear the news of Adaline's death. Time went on, the next day arrived with the clock showing 06.00 AM. As usual, Adaline always prays every morning for her mother to wake up soon from a coma.

The one-hundredth day with Alex is lightly circled with a red pen. There was still enough time. Arvin can always be wrong. He was a machine anyway and they are not always perfect. Everything alive has to make mistakes. Right?

Thoroughly dumbfounded, he uploaded the proof he had found onto the confession page, then deleted his account. Everyone was stunned when they saw the records. No one expected that someone capable of enrolling in college in this day and age would only have a few dollars as their daily allowance, especially when the cheapest meal set at the cafeteria already costs at least 12 dollars! "That means out of 12 months of the year, she barely even gets to eat a full meal ten times!" "Damn, I can't even imagine living like that! She was suffering from a fever the other day and only managed to earn about one dollar. What could she possibly eat with that?"