Hope Everything Is Okay Novels & Stories

“Fine?” “Yeah.” I nodded, “We’ve gotta be hopeful, right? You’re the one always saying that things don’t stay dark forever.” He glanced at me, his expression equally amused yet tired. “We need to have hope,” I said again, firmer this time. “Even when everything sucks. ESPECIALLY then.” He huffed. “Hope, huh?” “Mhm,” I nodded. “And a little distraction wouldn’t hurt either.” “Like what?” “Ice cream.”

I announced, I heard his deep intake of breath, “Duly noted, love, I truly hope all these come to an end…. It’s been long since all was well”, “Hopefully…” I drew tiny circles in his chest, taking great comfort in his arms…, I also truly hope that when this is over…, we shall find our way to one another.

I know it's going to take a lot of work to get things done, but I have a feeling everything is going to be fine. I couldn’t wait for tomorrow, I couldn’t wait to see what kind of things I would have to do to make it so that everyone is happy and taken care of. I just hope it's not something I won't be able to do, and it can happen. I don’t want to give false hope to these people not anymore, they need something good in their life and I am going to try.

'Good,' the voice whispers encouragingly, 'good, keep calm and keep breathing, let your power do the rest. 'Okay,' I smile, truly feeling hopeful, 'rubbing my stomach, "it's okay, my angel, I've got you, everything will be okay, we will get out of here, I will meet you and we will have a wonderful life. You, me, your father. Nothing will stop us now, now we have you, now there is hope again."

Let's just hope, there isn't any life lost on either end. 💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨

He said soothingly. But will everything really be fine? Will I truly be alright? Can I bounce back from this? "Don't think about anything. Just let it all out." He said rubbing circles on my back and I cried like a new born baby. Hope sometimes, can be a cruel beast.

Eve asked cautiously. "I think we might be. Slowly. But actually better instead of just pretending." "That's terrifying. What if it doesn't last?" "Then we handle it. But maybe it does last. Maybe we're actually healing." Eve moved closer. "I've missed this. Feeling hopeful instead of just scared." "Me too." I pulled her close, carefully. Always carefully now. "We're going to be okay. All of us." "Promise?" "No. But I believe it anyway."

I'm okay, I'm okay. That's what I keep telling myself, hoping it will be true. well I guess I'm a liar.

As he said that, his gaze on me was clouded with a flicker of nervous tension and uncertainty. I smiled at him and shook my head. "I'm not getting divorced. Let's just continue living like this. I think it's not bad." "Really?" "Yeah." Julian's lips curved into a smile. The tenderness in his eyes seemed to melt even the cold air around us. He pulled me into his arms, letting me hear his heartbeat. "Does that mean your heart is mine now?" "Yeah." I leaned closer to him, feeling the steady, powerful rhythm beneath his chest.

“You need to believe they will be okay. You need to hope for that.” “Hope? What do you want me to believe? My daughter is fighting for her life in there!” I shook my head, tears streaming down. “How the fucking hell do you expect me to hope for something when I don't even know if she will survive?!” My voice cracked, and Dashiell pulled me into a tight hug.