Expecting Better Novels & Stories

The word I know to lessen the tension but they laughed at me. "There's a better word yous should say other than sorry because your sorry won't solve anything. The disaster you created is still here. And by the way, I almost forgot to tell you." He stared at me checking how curious I am to what is he going to say. I'm curious about everything right now. I don't care if it's small or big that is! I wanted to know how the hell it ended like this.

Hope this works in my favor. *******

I just hope this doesn't escalate into something else. *******

Did you all expecting all this? this? Tell

Not weakness. Hope.

They say do not raise expectations so that in the end, you won't get hurt when the outcome did not come as you expected it to be. This is such an old saying, but even these days, it is still applicable in every circumstance. Even when the analysis is still not done, we could see that just like the first one, we won't get anything about this UVirus. Still, we expected something. In the end, we were all disappointed to see that the result does not make sense at all.

"Easier to be the guy people expect—the troublemaker, the fuck-up. Lower expectations mean lower disappointment when you fail." "You won't fail," I said fiercely. "These ideas are brilliant." "Maybe," he conceded, taking back the journal. "Anyway, that's my future. Or part of it." I swallowed, envy and pride warring within me. To have plans, to look ahead with anticipation rather than dread, I'd forgotten what that felt like. "I'm proud of you," I said softly. "Don't be proud yet. I haven't done anything." "You've changed," I countered. "That's not nothing."

"So what if I did? Jayden, it's time you faced reality. This isn't about revenge. I married Charles because I like him. In every single way, he's a better man than you." I paused deliberately, watching the disbelief spread across his face before delivering the final blow. "And besides, what makes you think I'd ever waste my marriage, my future, just to get revenge on a man who betrayed me?" Lunara stepped forward hurriedly, putting on her best teary-eyed, pitiful expression. "Ms. Sheridan, how could you slap Jayden like that?" she whimpered, her voice soft but perfectly calculated. "I know you're upset because he didn't marry you, but really, was it worth sacrificing yourself like this for p

Something better. Together.

I asked, both curious and not setting high expectations. I tend to disappoint myself whenever I put myself in that situation. Now that I’m older, I’ve learned to keep my expectations down to the ground. His forehead crumpled. “You don’t sound disappointed.” “Well, my expectation is underground so…” You shrugged, “It’s just a way I learned to preserve my sanity.” “Fair enough. But there’s still hope. We just have to change our methods.” He also shrugged, almost imitating my tone. I got up from the ground. “What else to do?”