Just Keep Watching Novels & Stories

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Understand something that doesn’t follow any rules we know. No. All we can do— Is watch. And wait. And hope that when they decide to show themselves again— We’re ready. Even if we don’t know what ready means anymore. The projection remains still. The stars unchanged. The universe quiet. But beneath that quiet— Something is there. Something watching back. And this time— We know it.

I don't want to spoil my mood Its a very big day for me. To be continued.......... A/P "Sing like no one’s listening, love like you’ve never been hurt, dance like nobody’s watching, and live like it’s heaven on earth." -unknown.

#The_Next_Day ELENA "Wake up sleepy head." Mother said throwing a pillow at me as I laid. "Mom." I called in frustration. "What? It's 10am. You should be on your way to finding a good job now you lost the Audition." She said and I sat up sadly. "Mom you didn't need to remind me. I know I am a failure." I said and she sat next to me holding my hand. "You are not a failure Elena. Things happen for a reason. You can still have another chance at

and i sit in my dim apartment sinking deeper into the couch cushions watching everything unravel with a cold simmering satisfaction. i dont blink. I don’t smile. I just watch. And I know—this is only the beginning.

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I just want to open them back up again and realise that everything was just a dream. It will be a dream. I will open my eyes, and everything will be fine. I open my eyes. The nurse is still there, the same look on her face. "Are you okay?" She asks. Nothing has changed. It's real. I feel tears on the edge of my eyes. I feel empty. Tears threaten to escape, but I don't care. I just stand there. In shock. In despair. In horror. No. No. No. This can't happen.

I lеt it kісk me іntо a gеntlе jog іn the dіrесtіоn оf thе саb where Jаѕоn wіll bе wаіtіng. I саn’t ѕее whеrе hе іѕ, but I know hе’ѕ watching mе. I wonder tо mуѕеlf іf Nеоn’ѕ guу hаѕ ѕееn me yet. It’s іnеvіtаblе after thе action-packed ѕtrеtсhіng ѕhоw I juѕt mаnufасturеd. I саn’t say I like thе fееlіng and dесіdе not tо indulge іn any mоrе thoughts аbоut it.

I nodded again, but his words were pointless. Sophie would always ride shotgun as long as she existed. As for Mark, he was spying on my reaction through the rearview mirror. His heart sank when he saw that I remained exceedingly calm. Reaching out, he brushed Sophie's hair behind her ear and asked loudly on purpose, "Did you wear the ring I gave you today?" As he spoke, his eyes remained glued to the rearview mirror, as he must presume that I would snap from jealousy as usual. But I wouldn't—not for a long while now.

Then let me die, but I'll die wishing you the worst because you took away the person that I love most. A picture popped up on my phone. It was me, wrapped only in a bath towel, with two drunk men walking toward me. Judging from the angle of the photo, the camera that captured this scene must have been installed inside the room. Questions arose from the viewers in the live stream. "Does anyone have the full version of the video? I'm interested in watching it." "You can see how much that lady is enjoying it." "What a slutty woman that Lauren is. I'm siding with the streamer."