I'll Wait Novelas e Histórias

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Sure enough, because she had taken off the ring she had worn for so many years, there was a faint pale mark on her slender finger. Divorce was not a big deal these days, and there was no need to hide it. She admitted, "I'm getting divorced, so I took it off." "So you mean, you're not divorced yet?" "The waiting period is over. It should be finalized in the next few days." Irina spoke matter-of-factly, showing no sign of sadness. However, in the brief glance Luther cast her way, there was still a hint of quiet sympathy.

Kung kailan siya handang sabihin sa akin, kung kailan siya handang mahalin ako, kaya kong hintayin. Who said that only man can wait?

Camila smiled faintly this time, and the expression looked more honest than any smile she had worn before. “I don’t know yet. Somewhere this city can’t follow me.” I stood up quickly. “Camila—” “Don’t miss the game tomorrow,” she interrupted softly. “He waited thirteen years for that seat to be filled.” She turned as if to leave, then stopped once more. “And Clara?” “Yes?” “When he looks at you tomorrow, don’t look away.” Her smile trembled slightly. “I saw what it did to him every time you did.” Then she walked away.

Thank you all for your patience I am back as I would be updating every day without fail. As long as I wake up, guys. I've missed you all. -Ella💜

"I wish I knew you." His voice cracked. "It’s okay," he whispered. "I’ll wait." IAN'S POV I didn’t care how long it took. Days. Weeks. Months. I would wait. Because even if she forgot me, I hadn’t forgotten her. And I never would. Whatever they did to her, whatever they planned, whatever darkness was still coming for us, I would stand in front of it all. She was alive. And that was enough, for now. Kim and Jenny walked up to her. "Willow....you remember us, right?" Kim asked hopefully. Willow stared at both of them for a while before shaking her head.

present larib pov: i was waiting for the texi , since what 15 minutes. GOd i hate waiting the one thing that make me furious ..ok ok may be many things but in that one thing is waiting . i want to rip the throat of my texi driver for being late .chill i don,t love violence it just i am angry so i said .

Sandra and I had been married for five years, but she never posted about me on her social media. Yet now, another man had taken my spot with such ease. I'd asked Sandra to go to the concert with me 99 times, but she never once said yes. Yet when William asked her to do the same thing, she agreed to it on his first try. I exited the social media app, feeling somewhat numb inside. I then continued waiting for a cab by the road. There were massive traffic jams all over the city tonight due to AnthoNIX's concert. Even though I waited by the venue entrance for a long time, I still couldn't manage to get a cab.

In between sobs, I whispered. "We're here to help. We'll wait for your decision, but I want to let you know to let Niah rest. She fought for her life, she must've been really tired already," she whispered gently. She talks to me as if I'm a child, and she tries to make me understand everything she says.

"Our engagement party is going to be bigger than anything you saw tonight." There it was again: next time. For ten years I'd followed him, from a little border town all the way to the Sinclair estate, surviving one hail of bullets after another and collecting more scars than I could count. And all I ever got in return was next time. I looked up at him and said, quietly, "But I can't wait for next time." His brow creased. "My father is very sick." "I want him to see my happiness for himself, within the week. So he won't have any regrets."