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She seemed startled by his question, her eyes widening as she took a moment to think through her response. "My mom," she said at last. "Now, imagine not seeing your mom for seven months." Levi carried on. "Seven months doesn't sound so bad for other people. But it's 30 weeks, 212 days, or 5110 hours, give or take. That's an awfully long time, don't you think?" "It is," she agreed, her voice much softer now.

Luka's POV "This is a demanding position," I stated clearly. "The hours can be long and the work is fast paced. There's a major board meeting in two weeks that will require extensive preparation." "Oh." Brenda's smile faltered. "How long are the hours typically?" "Usually nine to six, but sometimes later if there's a deadline or an important meeting." "And how often does that happen?" "Often enough." She bit her lip. "I was hoping for something more like nine to five, maybe with the option to work from home a couple days a week."

"Are we leaving now? Can we leave now? How long until we leave? Is it time? Is it almost time?" I check my phone. "Twenty-eight minutes." "That's SO LONG. That's like forever. That's like a hundred years. That's—" "It's twenty-eight minutes," Ethan says from the table, not looking up from his waffles. "That's exactly 1,680 seconds. Which is a long time in seconds but not a long time in minutes. It depends on how you measure it." "Well, it FEELS like forever," Alexander insists. "Feelings aren't the same as facts."

They stood on opposite sides of the elevator car with the specific careful distance of two people in a small space who were both aware of exactly how small it was. The floor counter moved. Twelve. Eleven. Ten. "How long are you in Chicago?" she asked. Her voice was the same as it had been in the conference room even, professional, giving nothing away. "Undetermined." A pause. "Through the integration at minimum." She nodded, looking at the doors. "That's typically sixty to ninety days." "Typically." Nine. Eight. Seven. "The team is good," he said. "What I've seen of it." "They are." Another pause. "They've been good for a long time."

And the reason is very clear. Elara behind that closed door of the labor room. Christ do we have to do this every time? “Minutes,” Luca corrects beside me. “Forty-five minutes.” I side-glance at him, my jaw tight. “That long? How long is it going to fucking take?” “Some take hours. Even days,” he says calmly. Days. The word feels like a death sentence.

Copyright ©️ 2024 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions “A couple of weeks, I think. It’s hard to tell with two of them cooking in here. I’m just glad ours go faster than a human’s. I can’t imagine being pregnant for almost a whole year.” She groans. “Wait? How long are your pregnancies? I never really paid attention to that part. But, I guess it matters now.” “Around six months. Still a long ass time, but not bad in comparison.” She shrugs leading me out into the hall arm in arm, leaving everyone else to follow.

A small voice asked and I only realized the question came from me when everyone turned their eyes to me. “Sometimes, yes. It usually takes about a week, or a month or even longer, and most of the time, they end up never remembering.”

Wesley was silent for a while before asking, “Will the side effects be obvious?” “If she doesn’t take it that much, the effects won’t be noticeable at first. But if she takes it for a long time… I can’t guarantee anything,” Sarah said honestly. “A long time… How long is half of it?” “Around two to three years.” “That’s enough. Give me the medicine.” A cruel light flashed in Wesley’s eyes. Two to three years was enough for him to stand on the top of the world.

Eugene asked him. “It usually takes a minimum of two days and up to one week.” “One week? That’s way too long. Did you really give her the antidote?” Riley could not stop herself from grumbling aloud. The doctor shrugged in exasperation and said, “All we can do right now is wait.”

"Thanks for meeting me here, Doctor Willis. Your assistance is greatly appreciated by both me and the bureau." "I didn’t think I had much of a choice, did I?" She gave a smirk and shook her head. "How long do you think this will take?" "It depends on the state of the body." "An hour? Two?" I chuckled. She clearly had no idea. "As I mentioned, it depends on the condition, but typically it takes about two to three hours. After that, I’ll need to run some lab tests, which could take a bit longer depending on what you need. I should be finished by two at the latest."