Novel & Cerita If We Had 5 More Minutes

He said I could only have ten minutes …’ And it was completely ridiculous to have travelled all this way just for ten minutes, but what choice did she have? It was that or give up and there was no way she was giving up. Her one hope was that he’d agree to give her more time because she knew that ten minutes was never going to be enough time to dig herself out of the hole she’d fallen into.

Thirty minutes. !!!!!CRASH!!!!!

I then readjusted the guns on the wall to my liking, putting all the different brass knuckles in one box afterwards. I closed the door behind me as I jumped on my bed, finally done with all of it. "Two more minutes and I'll head down," I thought to myself. It was 4:30 p.m, so I still had time. Or at least, that's what I thought until my father's voice boomed throughout the house. "Athena Hendrix! Down here now!" I flinched, quickly getting up and tilting my head in confusion. "I thought he said til five," I spat.

"Not many. Help will come in five minutes. We just need to hold on for five minutes." "Damn it." Axel cursed, clenching his fists. He then turned his head and found Eve bowing her head, holding onto the edge of his shirt. "Just five minutes, Eve. We just need to stay here for five minutes." Eve tried hard to nod, convincing herself that five minutes wasn't long to wait. However, she had spent her life studying a lot of medical knowledge. Five minutes wasn't a short time because someone could get the most painful death in five minutes. There were many things that could happen in five minutes and... among all those things, there were many bad things that could happen.

Thirty-five minutes just for us. I made sure to use every second.

A few seconds spun into unbearable minutes until the line finally connected. “There’ll be a slight change of plans”

Riya would have tried doing so if it were possible. “Come on,” I said, looking at the clock. We already had eight minutes to go, and the last thing that I needed right now was to end up with a mess that we wouldn’t want to deal with, plus, it wasn’t like we could handle one to begin with right now.

"I must find a place to park the vehicle better." "It's alright. Don't worry about it. We'll be waiting." I beam at him assuringly. We're already thirty minutes late according to when the party was supposed to start. What difference will five more minutes make except give me a moment to gape at the magnificence before me?

I retorted mildly. “I won’t say my words again, you’ve got five minutes left” “Are you ordering me!!!”

I could fix all of it. Five minutes. Just him and me. Alone.