Alone Time Book Novels & Stories

Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other. “So, you also read that book-” “Yeah, I got into it after a friend of mine recommended it to me.” “Isn’t it a great book.” “Yeah, I got hooked on it after reading the first chapter.” “bla-bla-bla” Both continued to talked to each other and enjoyed their conversation. “I was feeling an awkward atmosphere growing between our table so I was gonna try to start a conversation but when you brought out your book, I was just surprised to see a person reading it.” The girl said.

Chapter 90 – Together, Finally Althea POV I woke up to the sound of quiet rain tapping against the roof. The kind of rain that didn’t rush, didn’t demand attention—it simply existed, falling steadily and soothingly. For the first time in what felt like forever, I didn’t have a schedule, an obligation, a phone buzzing with urgent calls. I didn’t have a list of crises to manage, or secrets to keep, or regrets to bury. I just had this morning, this moment, and the man sleeping beside me.

Liana’s POV Ihave been alone since my mother died. The loneliness has always spread through my body like rot. Even though I am continuously surrounded by people, it has lurked beneath my skin and threatened to consume me. This morning, when I wake up alone, it feels different. It’s an alone where I can hear my own thoughts; they mingle with the gentle patter of rain against the thin window. For once, I don’t have to perform to anyone, because there are no ladies-in-waiting ushering me out of bed. Instead, I can lie bundled up in the soft quilt in a room filled with intriguing piles of books and sweet-scented herbs.

* RACHEL’S POINT OF VIEW * I was finally carving out an alone moment of peace, with Slade out for some work and the children off at the park with Emilia, I retreated to the sunroom with one of my favourite psychological novels and a smoothie Miranda had sent over. There was something grounding about rereading my favourite book; it felt like slipping back into a familiar, comforting place. I was just settling into a favorite chapter when Aaron approached, his shadow stretching across the page.

Even though they were miles apart, Alina could almost see the bright smile on her mother’s face. They talked for hours, Alina didn’t even realize how much time had passed until she glanced at the clock. When the call finally ended, Alina sat still for a moment, hugging her phone to her chest. Then she stood up and walked to her bookshelf. Her fingers brushed along the spines of several books before stopping at one particular title “Seven Days Before Goodbye” by Aria Bennett. A small smile tugged at her lips as she pulled it out. That book was her favorite not just because it was beautifully written, but because every word inside it felt strangely personal. It was as if someone had written he

Lauren POV Morning comes the same way it always does now, quiet, early, refreshing. I wake before my alarm, before the city fully remembers itself, before my mind has time to wander into places I no longer allow it to live in. The ceiling above me is unfamiliar but safe. That’s how I like it now. I sat in the silent, slightly dark room for about 15 minutes before picking up the new book I'd gotten the last time I went shopping. Atomic Habits by James Clear.

Abby's POV School was okay I guess. Taylor shrilling and sucking off Adam's face as usual, Mr. Sheldon; the instructor overworked us, I had lunch with Tyler, the cafeteria food was also yummy today, and I borrowed a few books from the school's library for my Literature homework. The usual.

I snatched up one shell trying to fill that up with little sand, trying to mold it. The lightning hurled itself across what was once the tame uncaring heaven. Thunder boomed while the atmosphere relieved itself of unwanted moisture. An explosion of heavenly emotion has replaced my peaceful evening. What could be more exciting than living in a place where everything seemed so peaceful? Or is it just my thought?

Unfortunately, peeling potatoes for an hour made her fingers hurt, and her bottom was certainly not going to sit on that hard stool for another minute. She assisted the cook, an older bald man who was very cheerful. He talked her ear off…literally. She thought for sure she’d never get tired of a man telling stories about his adventures, but she was ready for the cook to close his trap. If she didn’t hear his voice for the rest of the day, that would please her.

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