Hold Me Today Novels & Stories

not some generic handle. My real name. Heart slamming against my ribs, I stared. The next message loaded: “Can we meet after school today?”

“Sohla, eat with Yoonha tonight. I have plans.” Mother meets me in the lounge when I arrive home from work, passing by in the process of me coming in and her going, and I paste on my bright smile. She’s oblivious to what day of the week it is, let alone the date, so she’s at least one person who won’t acknowledge today. Thankfully.

Isabella José dropped Horace and me off at Mia’s. As soon as Viviana answered the door, Mia was there with Jorge in her arms. “You never called. How did your day go?” “Other than a minor issue of going into shock, it improved.” I grinned. “I should have your program up-to-date by the end of the day tomorrow.” “Tomorrow? Wow, you’re fantastic.”

After a little while, he gave the woman a brown paper bag that contained the pills. She picked it up, then placed it in my shaking hands. "With these pills, you must remember to take them at the same time every day and if you miss a day, continue taking them as normal. However, make sure to have your partner wear a condom for at least seven days, ok honey?" I nodded again, like the stupid idiot that I am. I turned my head slightly and saw that Killian was looking at me with an intense gaze. I quickly brought my head back forward and eyes down to my hands, which were clutching the brown bag in my lap.

For a moment, my mind involuntarily drifted to Jake from seven years ago. He was walking towards me with a muffin, taking big strides. I've somewhat forgotten whether that muffin was actually sweet or not. I only remember the young man's messy hair flying in the wind, his smile bright and radiant. In my reverie, I heard someone calling my name. But this time, I won't turn back. Yesterday's events are like distant mountains. Today, tomorrow, and all the days to come are ahead.

The office hummed with a frenetic energy that mirrored my own internal chaos. It was a new day, and we were ready to face Monica’s attack head-on. Adrian and I had spent hours strategizing with the PR and legal teams, ensuring every detail was perfect. Today was our day to turn the tide.

I grabbed my phone and texted my friends that I couldn't make it. I tossed my purse on the couch and sat at the table. I'm starving. This is the most physically active I've been in two months. Adagio approached me with a stern expression on his face. He had taken off his coat. He had on a white shirt that was rolled up to his elbow. He has a great physique. When he raised his brow in perplexity, I averted my gaze from him. Embarrassing. "there's an event to attend tomorrow afternoon," he stated as he sat down at the dining table.

“Sister Stalin is here to walk me. I feel like a damn dog. Just get here as soon as you can. I don’t know how much more I can handle of this woman.” “That’s why I called,” Peter said with a burst of courage. “I’m not going to be able to come out tonight. Creighton’s chopper isn’t available, and it will be too long of a drive, but I’ll see you tomorrow.” “You can’t skip out on me,” Irena barked angrily. “I need someone here on my side.” “You have your parents, Irena, and everyone is on your side, even Sister Carmella Catherine.” “I can’t believe you’re not coming out,” she said in a tone that was a mixture of anger and disappointment.

yes, but surely. She took a deep breath and sat up, she heaved a sigh heavily, so, she didn't have much time left, Hytham had told her to stay home today, she could do with a day off he had said, she'd spend the day watching movies she liked, at least she wouldn't have to think about Raysham and all that could have been. ***

Whatever tomorrow brought, they would face it together. The insistent buzz of his phone woke him. Dawnlight filtered through the blinds, painting stripes across the bed. Ericka was still curled against him, her breathing deep and even. Dominic reached for his phone, squinting at the screen. Maxwell: Downstairs. Let me in.