Novel & Cerita I Was Hoping

I blinked, hoping I was wrong. But there they were. Clear as day.

I could take it. I just hoped I didn’t have to.

Eventually. I hoped he would wait for me.

And for the first time in months, I feel a flicker of hope. Maybe, just maybe, I'm not alone in this darkness.

Be ready at 8. I leaned back against the steps, the warm breeze on my face, and let myself feel something I hadn’t felt in years. Hope. Not the desperate, clinging hope of someone trying to hold onto something that was already gone. But the quiet, steady hope of someone who had finally stopped running. I didn’t know what the future held. I didn’t know if I’d ever see Ava again. I didn’t know if I deserved to be happy. But I knew I was going to try.

Instead, my heart pounded heavily as something flashed through. I hope I was wrong.

So I tried. I hope everything turns out fine.

“Okay, I’m waiting.” I just hoped my face wasn’t giving me away.

For the first time in a long time, I felt a flicker of hope. Maybe, just maybe, this could work.

Not when I can't be certain. But maybe soon. I hope.