Novel & Cerita If We Had 5 More Minutes

“We need to move faster.” “We have like nine minutes.” “We don’t,” he says. “We have less than two minutes. I set the timer too soon. If we are still on this pass when that bomb goes off, we’re toast.”

My tone and voice were sharp, reflecting all the feelings I had bottled up. He fell silent. His face tensed, as if he wasn’t ready to face my firmness. "I—I don’t know where to start. In these five years... I've realized something." I held back a bitter laugh. "In these five years, I’ve realized many things, one of which is that life without you has turned out to be easier than I thought." My words bit, and I knew they were painful for him. He bit his lip, as if holding back something.

I wondered how many minutes I’d endured so far and bit my lip. James, as per normal, instantly read my mind. “Five minutes down, one hour and fifty-five minutes to go. Time to get on with the warm-up, Lois.”

5 minutes left. I felt like I was going to throw up. I could hear my heart beating. "Just 5 minutes left." Tara whispered to me and held my wet hand without a care. 11:59. The seconds were counting down. They reached 10. I and everyone else began counting down, "9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0!!" I pressed the launch button, without thinking twice. Immediately our products were available to the world.

I added a fresh layer of powder to make the sweat go away and redid my eyes and lips. “Yes, equals. Just be patient with me as I get used to it. You aren’t the only person who has to change.” I felt a pang of guiltiness from that. He wasn’t wrong… “How much time do we have till we need to be down there?” I asked. “We still have about 45 minutes.” “Can you make me a drink, please?” I finished with my look and I was happy with it.

"I had only turned away for five minutes! Five minutes to check a chart, and that was all it took for her to vanish. She was eating a cupcake, for heaven's sake!" Five minutes. In Lorenzo’s world, five minutes was an eternity—enough time to start a war, to end a life, or to spirit away a child. It had been nearly an hour since Anna had gone missing, and with every passing moment, the likelihood of a "simple mistake" withered away. My phone vibrated in my hand again. Lorenzo.

I turned to leave. "Please." He blurted out. I froze and slowly turned to look at him. He said please. It wasn't a forced please but a little desperate please. "You have five minutes." I lifted my chin defiantly. "I'll need more than five minutes." "Ten then." I said. "Thirty minutes." "Twenty." "Fine." He agreed grudgingly.

she told him, huffing. “That means you’ve lost 19 more minutes. Alright then, you’ll have just fifteen minutes of rest altogether, and we proceed. Congratulations,” Killian smilingly applauded, much to her disgruntlement. But she didn’t dare to complain. What if he deducted an extra 8 minutes? She wouldn’t risk it.

“I’ll give you all one minute to make your decision.” “The countdown begins right now!” “Sixty, fifty-nine, fifty-eight…”