I Would Have Waited 500 More Years Romane & Geschichten

“You remembered.” I smiled faintly and said nothing. “You’ve seen the divorce agreement, haven’t you? I don’t want half of your assets. I only want custody of Tyler.” Matthew froze for a moment, then looked up at me. “Whitney, I don’t agree to the divorce.” I nodded. I had already expected it. “That’s fine. I can wait. After three years of separation, it’ll be over anyway.” He set his cup down on the table with a heavy thud.

It could take weeks for the press to get a glimpse into that mansion, like me, I was certain the press was the last thing on their list of problems. "No. The man could come out of his house next week or next month. I'm not sitting and waiting for that. I'm tired." I said lying through my teeth. This victory didn't feel as sweet as I had imagined it would be, instead, I only felt drained and incomplete.

Tristan asked, and I sighed. "I can wait for a year, and no more. I know he'll still be young in a year, but he'd have known me completely, he'd have been able to wait for me. By then, he should be drinking milk from a cup." I said, and Tristan's brows furrowed. "Him?"

Leaning against the door, I mentally start counting, taking easy breaths and doing all I can to not cry, because once I start I may not know how to stop. This is harder than I thought but it was bound to happen , I just didn't think I'd be around to witness or hear about it, I truly believed I'd be long gone by now. With the two years , my heart opened up wide for him and now here we are, his own has searched and may have potentially found another, where mine has been waiting in the sidelines , in hopes of capturing his. 'It was you who told him to tell you when he found the one remember?' my conscious tells me, reminding me of my exact words to him.

I thought she was gone but she left me with the most precious gift ever and I didn't even realize it, I wish we had more time together Diamond so I can apologize for all my wrongs" "No" I stretched my hand forth and held his hand. "It is ok now, this is more better. I rather create a day memory with you than nothing. And I can wait, ten years, 20 years, I will wait for you to come out, and we do all for things then but for now. This is better than anything" "You are so kind, I'm sorry I waited 25years of our time together" It is ok, you are here now" I said and laughed, trying to look back my tears.

"You want to learn from us?" "We want to remember. You remind us of what we once were. Before we grew too powerful. Too distant. Too removed from the universe we observe." Unity thought of Lila. Of every generation that had fought and suffered and evolved. All of it leading here. To this moment. "I need to tell my people," she said. "Of course. Take time. We are patient. We have waited four billion years. We can wait a little longer." The presence withdrew. Unity opened her eyes.

The dragon added. "Please, don't tell me you carried such a grudge on you for more than 10,000 years." Lupercalus snorted, but it still came out like a deep growl. "10,001 days, today adds one extra day to the 10,000 years or more. You said you would come for me and I waited for days, years. I was asleep but I know when each day ends Lupercalus, so where were you and the others during those times?"

No longer did I care how long it took for her to come to terms with anything or everything, I would wait a millennium for her. Who was I kidding? When it came to Kyra, I was extremely certain that I would wait an eternity for her. I have spent nearly two hundred years suffering without her. Regardless of what we have gone through in the past, I knew without a doubt my life was better with her in it.

The air in the room seemed to vanish. The memory of his voice washed over me, unbidden and violent. I do not need a broken thing. My wolf stirred inside me. She did not whimper this time. She let out a snarl that vibrated against my ribs. It was a sound of pure, unadulterated hatred. Five years. I had waited five years for the universe to give me an opening. I had dreamed of the day I would see him again. I had played out a thousand scenarios in my head. Sometimes I killed him. Sometimes I ignored him. Sometimes I burned his entire territory to ash.

However, with only over a hundred years ago since the last one appeared, he still has eight hundred and sixty something years to wait till the next one. “Honestly, nothing new. I really wish that I can fast forward the hands of time till the next sprouting. I mean, I know I will be alive to see it but it just feels so long.” He groaned. He has his father’s ginger hair and his mother’s gray eyes, making him a peerless beauty of his own. “Since you already know that you would still see it, why so impatient?” Edward asked. “You won’t understand, Uncle Edward. Yes, I have long to live, but having to wait eight hundred years for something I want, it’s not easy.”