From This Moment Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

Not this time. This ends today.

The moment changes, sharp and electric, and I know we’re not playing anymore. “Let’s begin.” The hour starts.

One moment at a time. ***

“Erm... yeah sure. I think I want a fruit punch.” He nods and begins to walk away, “One fruit punch coming right up.” Suddenly all the lights switch off and there is just one spotlight to one side focusing on Melissa. I see her holding a microphone and she once again flashes an evil smile at me, making me realize that bad is about to happen. She says, “Hey everyone, I am Melissa as all of you know. Today I want to give Liam his birthday present and I am going to give it to him right now, right here.”

“But why did you do that?” “Just in case my ‘asking of help’ be a flop and will come out to be worse. For documentation and evidence purposes. But the result concluded it on the opposite, so I’m giving it to you, take down notes for important details, we might need that later. Good night, take note, Pikachu’s ticking” I reached my room through the tunnel from Rave’s place. End of Flashback Today is Monday, I wished hard that this day was just another normal day, a bonus day free from stress and heaviness.

He didn’t care about anything except the memories pressing against his chest. The café was called Moments. It wasn’t flashy. From the outside, it looked quiet and understated. But the sign by the entrance had caught Sebastian’s eye, and that was why he’d chosen this place. A handwritten board stood by the door. A single white page was clipped to it, words written neatly across the surface: Are you stuck, wanting to let go but unable to? Lost in the fog, unable to move forward? Try our “Memory” blend. It may remind you that once, someone loved you—

The way she'd written in the solar system book when she was sixteen and thought she was writing about the stars. The kitchen was quiet. Adrian was at his laptop at the other end of the table, doing something with the Proxima data she could see at the edge of her vision. The Edinburgh evening had come down early, as it did in November, and the lamp on the counter was making the kitchen amber and close. She picked up her green pencil. She wrote, 'The deal ended in October.' The real thing started in October. The same October. Which means the ending and the beginning were the same moment, and I was standing in both of them without knowing.

But for that moment, with their weight pinning me to this earth, I knew one thing. I wasn’t alone. Not anymore. END OF CHAPTER 96

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