Four Years Later Novels & Stories

The room was small but well arranged, if not for Lillian, who keeps checking to see whether I had stolen anything or not. Unlike Taylor and Tyler, who had all the luxury anyone could think of. They always had the latest bags and shoes, showing off their make-up and flawless skin, which I secretly admired. Stupid, but I did anyway. And of all the women on earth, it was my mother’s best friend he married. I sighed as I fell back on my bed. It’s been four years, four years since they said she was gone. I still do not believe a thing they said; it didn’t add up, and I’ve vowed to search for her because I know somewhere in my heart…

his sister, Eladia, asked. His memories of the past were abruptly interrupted. He briefly closed his eyes as the memories he had spent the last four years trying to escape slowly resurfaced in his mind. Over and over, he found himself reliving everything from the moment he met Cassy, the happy moments they had shared, to the day they finally went their separate ways. Four years. Four years had passed, yet it still felt as though it had all happened only yesterday. Joanna had never shown up again. Perhaps she had returned to another country after he refused to reconcile with her.

AVA’S POV Four years later. Four years. That was how long it had been since I’d breathed this city’s air, since I’d seen its skyline stretching like jagged teeth against the horizon. Three years since I had left everything behind—my pain, my marriage, my shame—and poured all of myself into the only two lives that mattered now. “Mommy?” A small hand tugged at my sleeve. I looked down and met a pair of bright, curious eyes—the kind that mirrored Adrian’s so perfectly it hurt. My son, Aiden, tilted his head, his soft curls bouncing. “Are we there yet?”

Now her mind was full of the words "D.S Corporations" It had been four years, and she had been separated from that man for four years. In the past four years, she spent most of her time in Country A. She just arrived in the capital not long ago, but she had never seen him in the capital. However, Savannah would sometimes hear of Callan in the past four years.

“Also, what are your plans for Adrin's fourth birthday? Don't forget, it's after three days.” “Do you really think that I can forget his birthday, Mike! Seriously?” “No! But I think you have forgotten about the wish he had made for his birthday! Ash, it has been almost four years-” “Four years, eight months and twelve days.” I correct him. “Yes, that! Why are you still not able to move on–” “I have moved on.” I say defensively, maybe a little too sharply. But I continue, “It's just that I am not ready to marry anyone yet.”

Four years hadn’t killed the crush, it had just been waiting. And now he was back. And I wasn’t a kid anymore, neither was he.

They shoot a follow-up question. “I told you one question at a—“ “Come on, Doctor Lewis. It is our last question.” She said as I shook my head. “Four years,” I answered, and they all gasped. “Four years?” Levi asked, and I looked at him. “Not seven years?” I nodded. “Yeah. Four years.” I clarified, and he looked at me in confusion. “Why?” I asked since I was curious about his reaction. “I thought you have been together since I left.” He said.

Darla It’s been four years. Four years since I left this place, since I walked away from everything. Four years since I boarded that plane, carrying nothing but heartbreak, regret, and the weight of a past I couldn’t face. Now, I’m back. The moment I step out of the plane, the cold air wraps around me like an old friend. Almost comforting. The sharp breeze stings against my skin, but I welcome it. I breathe it in, deep and slow, letting the chill seep into my bones.

“How are you holding up?” I winced. “I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?” There was a pause. I could hear her breathing on the other end. “Lilith,” she said quietly. “Because of Lilith, Vermmy.” Just hearing her name felt like a bruise being pressed. “It’s been four years,” I said, eyes flicking to the rearview mirror. My reflection stared back, jaw tight, eyes darker than I remembered. “I don’t care about Lilith anymore.”

“Come on, Kaitlyn. You two had something pretty special four years ago.” “No we didn’t,” I protested. He gave me a Give me a break kind of look. “We didn’t,” I insisted. “And even if we did, that was four years ago. That was ages ago.” “Feelings can still be pretty strong even four years later.” I watched as Derek posed for a picture as an Asian beauty and a stunning blonde each kissed opposite sides of his face. “Not for everybody, apparently,” I griped. Ryan looked over at his best friend’s escapades. “You shouldn’t let this get to you.”