I Hope By Jay Lewis Novels & Stories

Emily's Pov I usually liked messages that comes with hope , but i had already lost hope about getting a call and afterwards a text from Espanedo royal family. I nod my head , staring at the letter slowly which felt like a long lost dream "This is a good thing " I thought to myself. My hands shaking still unable to get myself together and finally placing my cellphone at the counter . Not the kind of good i thought but i had to make a sacrifice for the good of all with a good result.

“You think your name defines you? It doesn’t. Your choices do. You could’ve walked away. You could’ve left the company, the war, all of it. But you stayed. That’s not a curse. That’s character.” Jason looked down, his voice breaking. “But what if I’m too late?” “You’re not,” she said, lifting his chin. “You’re still breathing. You’re still here. That means there’s still time to win.” He searched her face, trying to believe her, trying to borrow strength from her conviction. And in her eyes, he found the flicker of something real. Something grounded. Hope. Leah smiled softly. “Besides... you’ve got me.” A small breath of a laugh escaped him. “That’s cheating.”

But I only smiled and said, “I want to do a good thing. I could choke on water and die for all we know. If something like that happens, at least my organs won’t go to waste.” I took out a pen and wrote my name down. My hands shook so much that the words were crooked. In the field for the intended recipient, I carefully wrote Rachelle’s name. I was terrified that I would spell her name wrong and my kidney would end up somewhere else. Once I filled in the form, I carefully put it into a waterproof bag and hung it around my neck. This was my lifeline. It was what I had to produce before I could go and meet my maker.

“You said that last week, Rach.” She stabbed her fork into her steak. “We’ve got to keep hoping.” Leah scoffed out of nowhere, like that was the most ridiculous thing she’s ever heard. “Hope is for weak people who keep hanging on to things they wish for, except life isn’t a fairytale so those wishes never come true.” Her voice quieted as she spoke more. “I kept hoping my miserable mother would end her shit and remember that she had a child, a daughter to look after her, but of course, it didn’t happen. Not that I’m surprised.”

You're left so alone that you can't explain. You've got to dance like there's nobody watching, love like you'll never be hurt, sing like there's nobody listening, and live like it's heaven on earth. Well, do I believe in that faint breath of a word that is called a miracle? It will take me some more convincing, but what has just happened is rather a good start. Have I just created the beginning of something? Is this hope? Well, yes, in a fucked up way, it is. So I guess I need to start believing in those words that I have been trying so hard to avoid from feeling.

Anaya always lay her head on my shoulder like this, tears were not stopping from my eyes. I was just praying that everything would be fine, just praying that my izzah would be fine, I never wanted to see her in pain, in tears. I always want to see a chirpy, mischievous, crazy izzah who makes me and herself happy. I was just hoping that the next morning would bring a new hope, a beautiful morning in my life. Hope is being able to see that their is light despite all of the darkness. ———————————— I hope you guys liked the chapter. Signing off...... ~Zaveria akhtar

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You're left so alone that you can't explain. You've got to dance like there's nobody watching, love like you'll never be hurt, sing like there's nobody listening, and live like it's heaven on earth. Well, do I believe in that faint breath of a word that is called a miracle? It will take me some more convincing, but what has just happened is rather a good start. Have I just created the beginning of something? Is this hope? Well, yes, in a fucked up way, it is. So I guess I need to start believing in those words that I have been trying so hard to avoid from feeling.

Bryan Sammie being here was exactly the comfort I didn't know I needed. It gave me hope that this alliance marriage could be turned around, and that maybe there was hope for my future after all. Josie had expressed that she wasn't ready to move past her grief, and I could respect that for her. I just prayed to the moon Goddess that when she finally decided that she was ready, she would want to move on with me, rather than anyone else. Sammie seemed confident that she would, which also gave me hope that we actually had a future together.

Laura Present day She shook herself to break free of the memory. “He didn't want you,” she whispered to herself as she put away the horse blankets. “He got rid of his phone and never even made an attempt to contact you. You don't go where you're not wanted.” She sighed and wished things were different. She wished a lot of things were different, but that didn't change them. She had to live the life she had. She remembered her mom's saying: if wishes were fishes we'd all cast nets to the sea. She didn't have time for wishes.