I Hope You Get This Message Novels & Stories

Chapter 5 The notification bell of my phone rings making my heart raised with a mix of fear and hope, I blinked twice, trying to stop my tears, with the bright light peeping into the glow of my phone screen. 1:15 pm. My heart raced as I read the message I've been waiting for, the words set my pulse racing ” I'll be waiting for you “ Everything else got blurred after reading through the message and for a moment the crowded terminal fades. It was just me, the message and the question in my chest. Am I doing the right thing? I pressed the phone towards my chest, knowing tonight would change everything.

> Me: Have you heard anything about the moonstone before? The message was sent. But there was no reply at first. And then, the three dots appeared on the screen, and I held my breath as I awaited his response, knowing that this moment might as well shatter everything I'd come to know.

I clicked on the messages. {Dear Ms. Parker This is a reminder from the doctor's office regarding your upcoming IUD removal appointment. As your IUD is approaching its expiration date, it's crucial to attend this appointment to ensure your continued reproductive health.} And then I clicked on the second message. ╭───────────────╮ Unknown: You're going to say yes... ╰───────────────╯ It didn't take a genius to figure out who must have sent that message. I was going to say yes but now I wanted to say no just to spite him.

Every time my phone pings this morning, I nearly leap out of my seat, like it’s wired up to an eject button. This is, I hunt around my bag, praying – once again – that Chris has sent a text. That way, I’ll have something to cheer me up. When I open it and see that the message is from Scott, I feel a sense of disappointment. ‘Hope you’re feeling better today. And don’t forget, at least your speech was memorable. It’ll keep your company relevant. Scott xx’

Please meet me at the practice facility. I stared at the message for a few seconds before hitting send. The screen blinked. “Delivered.” I sat there, watching, waiting and feeling half afraid, half hopeful, for those three little dots to appear. Before I can make my way to the practice facility.

I noticed immediately. "What?" "Miss Hale." My expression changed before I could stop it. Arnold noticed. Of course he did. "What about her?" "She received another message." Everything inside me went still. "What message?" Arnold handed me his tablet. I looked at the screenshot. Unknown number. Unknown sender. But the words were enough. **Enjoy playing house while it lasts. You always get tired of pretending eventually.** My jaw tightened. Not because the message was threatening. Because it wasn't.

Wishing you all the happiness you deserve. The message was simple, warm, and included a few love emojis. I stared at it for a long moment, a small, curious smile forming on my lips. It wasn’t from any of my saved contacts. Not Theo—I would have recognized his number immediately. Not Jaden or Lila. It felt personal, thoughtful, and strangely comforting. I hesitated only briefly before replying. Me: Thank you so much! That’s really sweet of you. Who is this?

I’m not promising anything. I hit send before I can change my mind. The message delivers. Read receipt pops up almost immediately. Three dots appear. Disappear. Appear again. Finally: Thank you. Whatever you need. I’ll be there. Then: Aria—thank you for giving me this chance. I know I don’t deserve it. I stare at the messages, heart racing.

Watching these two, I felt grateful for this moment and for the love and happiness that filled our lives. While we sat talking, my phone kicked on with a notification that caught my attention. Immediately, a wave of excitement flowed through me to open the notification and read the message: Words on the screen seemed to leap at me, painting me with anticipation and hope. "THE WINNER HAS BEEN GOTTEN WE JUST HAVE TO WAIT TIL TOMORROW TO GIVE THE COMPANY TO THE OWNER ~BRYAN". A short message, but with a heavy impact.

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