Ily Day Novels & Stories

Adia-blasting-playlist-to-cover-the-chaos loud. Adia stood in the kitchen barefoot, hair in a claw clip, drinking coffee that was already going cold. Black. No sugar. Some things didn’t change. Through the window she could see the yard. String lights still up from last night. A crooked banner between two trees: HAPPY 1ST BIRTHDAY LILA. The dog, Biko, was asleep in a patch of sun, belly up, completely unbothered by the fact that today was a big day.

On one sunny day, Liam went down on one knee, presenting me with a diamond ring he had designed himself, and asked, "Eleanor, will you marry me?" I smiled, held out my hand, and answered without hesitation, "Yes."

Fair. Because Peanut's excitement usually became everyone's problem. Reasonable honestly. Then finally— Saturday arrived. God. The big day. Fair. The festival day. Reasonable. The day Lily had been waiting for. God. She was awake before sunrise. Fair. Before Adrian. Reasonable. Before Elena. God. Before common sense. Fair. She stood beside their bed. Reasonable honestly. Waiting. God. Watching. Fair. Staring. Reasonable. Like a tiny ghost. God.

I commented one line. [Everything in there is going to be yours soon enough.] It took less than a minute for Mason to call me. I had been about to bring up the divorce. He went off before I could open my mouth. "Lara. What is this? "Maya is a sister to me. That is all she has ever been. "She had an accident. I bought her a present. She put on one of your dresses for the photo. What is your problem with that? Why do you have to go after her in public?"

The rainy season has finally started, roads are always flooded inconveniencing a lot of people inside the base. The rain didn't stop for a week, and even when it stopped, the sun still refused to make appearance. The weather undoubtedly affected everyone's mood, only those overly optimistic ones can smile from ear to ear. Just like Eden who's obviously lovestruck that she can't stop smiling from morning to evening. Farrah even began to believe that Eden's lips were sculpted that way because she can't seem to close her mouth at all. Her pearly white teeth were proudly shown to anyone.

Except one. Dawn.

I flashed a tiny smile and made sure you saw it first before I brought my head closer to give you another peck. "Hang on. It's my song." The moment another instrumental song played that lingered through the whole room, one of your arm let go of my waist to pick up the microphone beside you. I let out a soft chuckle. It was "I Like Me Better" of Lauv, one of your favorite artist. "To be young and in love in New York City. To not know who I am but still know that I'm good long as you're here with me. To be drunk and in love in New York City. Midnight into morning coffee. Burning through the hours talking."

Breakfast was soft pancakes and berries, as warm as they would be in the sun, maple syrup threaded upon the top, with a glass of cold orange juice at the side. Shirley dug in, the moment her butt landed on the chair. She closed her eyes and moaned slightly when the pancake came into contact with her tongue. “My word – I miss this.” Gehrig laughed. “Um – aren’t you supposed to be at work by now?” Shirley queried. “Well yeah, no… Actually, I called in already, and I’m “kinda sorta” allowed to be late just for today.” “Oh – yeah? Then I need to finish this quickly so we head to the room for a quick one…”

She reprimanded herself. “Long time, no see, Iyah.” JD smiles at her. “Do you like the chocolate pancake?” He asks. “I love it! The chocolate chips and chocolate syrup makes it more delicious!” Iyah answers sweetly. Ayla and Calli are quietly observing them on the side. JD and Iyah stares at each other while smiling. But the clapping of the customers make them pull their gazes away from each other. JD stares at the band and smiles. “I’m glad they are enjoying today. Last night was––“ JD whispers to himself but Iyah heard him.