Day6 Time Of Our Life 소설 & 이야기

Allie Saturday morning, 7:00 AM. The time when it all happened. It happened so fast that I didn't even have time to process what was happening, what was happening to me at that very moment. I get out of bed with difficulty and sit up, I rest my hand on my chest and cough in desperation as I struggle against my lungs to be able to breathe, it's not anxiety, it's my illness acting against me, doing its thing. Mom comes running into my room and talks to me but I don't hear her, all my senses are focused on finding more oxygen so I can breathe but despite my attempts I can't do it, it's all in vain.

One afternoon, David wrapped his arms around me from behind while I was playing with our daughter, his chin resting in the hollow of my shoulder. "Mrs. Sullivan, your acting back then was truly masterful. Even I almost believed you really had amnesia." I turned and kissed the corner of his lips, smiling without a word. I looked out the window where sunlight streamed in beautifully. Alex's shadow was nowhere to be seen. My daughter laughed, taking little steps and running toward me with outstretched arms, tumbling into my embrace. This was the fragrance of life I had personally created. The top note was new beginnings, the middle note was true love, and the base note was eternal peace.

I hurry to my car and drive towards home. Dr Marcel Evans was my father’s best friend. My parents were both scientists and they died when I was just 5 years old. Dr Evans had taken me under this care and helped me become what I was today.

Then, I handed my phone to Doctor Lowe and knelt down in front of the camera. "Everyone watching this livestream, I'm begging you—please help me find Doctor Ben Dover. My mother-in-law has always been so kind to me. I can't just stand here and watch her die. Ben, if you're watching, please. If you come and save her, I'll do anything you ask." I pressed my forehead to the ground, my sobs shaking me as I pleaded. Around me, I could feel the weight of people's eyes, some even brimming with tears.

“Okay, Adam, my eyes are closed too.” “Adam,” Althea whispered. “Let’s travel back in time. Back to when we were young. When life was free and open. When we were seventeen. When I say ‘restart,’ we’ll open our eyes and for just a few moments, we’ll no longer be adults, but teenagers with open hearts, without a care in the world. Are you ready?” Adam’s voice was unwavering. “Yes, Althea.” Althea smiled at his response, her eyes still closed. “Okay, on the count of three. 3…2…1…” Althea's voice trailed off for a moment before she uttered, “Restart.”

Olivia's POV When the doctor told me I had an inoperable brain tumor, I knew my life was counting down. I was on a camping trip with my family and fiance, planning to tell them I'd agreed to donate a kidney to my sister. Since I was dying anyway, I figured I might as well give it away. But before I could break the news, a sudden storm and mudslide struck, and my sister shoved me into a ravine. Seven days later, when rescuers finally found me, I had only three days left to live.

When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed. The nurse told me, gently, that a farmer who lived nearby had finally pulled me out from under the car. He had worked at it for almost an hour. By the time they got me to the hospital, the baby was already gone. I held the tears back. I stared at the ceiling. Before I had finished processing that I had lost a child, the internet was already on fire. Someone had filmed the crash site. The clip had been edited and spread everywhere.

I get up every morning and I never thought my day is going to be a great day, I never know when it was going to be over but today I refuse to have a bad day. My today goal is to spend all the time with the people around me, the ones I love, the ones that I care about, and the ones who always be by my side. You know… when we have each other, we have everything. My family loves me so much… and now I have Lena as the love of my life. I start my day by seeing Lena’s smile… the smile that came out of her face reminded me of the sunshine that shore the world every time we wake up in the morning.

**Bella’s POV** The island had become our entire universe. By the middle of the sixth week, time had lost all meaning. Days were measured in the slide of skin against skin, in the taste of salt on lips, in the way the sun painted our naked bodies as we moved together under the Caribbean sky. My belly had rounded further, a gentle, undeniable curve that both men worshipped with reverent hands and hungry mouths every single day. This particular afternoon felt heavier than most.

“Sam, I had no idea you were so into fondling boobs. Just look at what you’ve done to Xena.” Hearing Tina Lincoln joke with Sam Gibson in that half-teasing tone, I dug my nails into my palms until tiny beads of blood rose to the surface. In my last life, I had deliberately worn a fitted top because I wanted to look my best in the photo we were taking at the courthouse and have no regrets. Instead, Tina not only hinted that Sam was being cheated on and tried to talk him out of marrying me, she also loudly declared that I must have been sexually active for years.