Gone With Time Novels & Stories

She couldn’t keep fighting what was already set in motion. “I'm inviting you over to my family house to meet my parents and family. Get familiar and acquainted with my big family. It’s the appropriate thing to do. If I invited you or not, our parents will still find a way to make it happen. We can take it step by step”. “So, we really have to do this. What time?” “This evening. I'll come pick you up at your place. Is 7 o’clock okay?” “Yes.” He stood up ready to leave. Clara watched him walk out of her shop. She couldn’t bring herself to wave him goodbye when he did. All she did was settle into her chair and weep.

My time gradually filled up with fulfilling hobbies and activities, and my pain faded with time. Just as I thought that everything was moving in the right direction, Charles suddenly reappeared in my life. One night, I had just gotten off work when my phone rang with a call from an unfamiliar number. "Cindy, it's me." My heart sank when I heard the familiar voice on the other end. "Cindy, I want to see you," Charles said, his voice cautious and pleading. "I need to talk to you. Can we meet?" "There's nothing left for us to talk about," I said coldly, rejecting him outright.

Neil Waller had a strange way of handling every fight between us. He called it a reconciliation mystery box. Whenever we argued, he would block me for three days. Then, as if nothing had happened, a link would suddenly appear on my phone. His message usually went something like this: "Open it. If you get 'Better Luck Next Time,' leave me alone. If you get a reconciliation coupon, maybe I'll forgive you." For years, I played along. The punishments changed every time. Sometimes, I had to put up with another week of being ignored. Sometimes, Neil made me apologize in front of other people. Once, I opened the mystery box while he was having dinner with another woman, only for him to

He then said in a trembling voice, “Babe, you can’t say that like it’s nothing! It’s hurtful. We’re going to have a child together. How could we get divorced? We’re supposed to grow old together.” I pushed him away and stared at him. “Callum, didn’t I say earlier that if you walk out that door, we’re through? Did you not hear me?” He felt anxious. “It’s not what you think...” I shoved him away. I did not want to hear his excuses anymore. Ever since Catherina had returned, he always chose her over me when something came up. I walked into the bedroom and locked the door behind me. Tears streamed down my face as I ignored Callum’s frantic knocking.

You'll never cross an emotional bridge, if you keep rushing back to the other side. T.F. Hodge, From Within I Rise: Spiritual Triumph Over Death and Conscious Encounters with "The Divine Presence" ••• I wished that time didn't exist. That the obstacles could just be removed, that waiting for him to come back to me could just come faster. Time was a problem I faced. Time wasn't my friend at all, it would either fast forward my life or rewind it.