Just You Wait Book Novels & Stories

_Barely_ _Just finished a book_ The three dots appear instantly. He was waiting. _Which one_ Elma looks at the paperback on her bed. The spine is cracked wrong from how fast she read it. _The God of Small Things_. She bought it last week because the cover was blue and she was tired of grey. _The one I bought last week_ _Took me one day_ Another pause. Longer this time. Then: _That is a record for you_ _You used to read one chapter a month_

He’d made a reservation but when we got there the table wasn’t ready and the owner said it would be twenty minutes. James looked panicked for a second, like he’d ruined everything. “I’m sorry, I should’ve—” “Twenty minutes is fine,” I said. “We can wait.” He blinked. “You’re not mad?” “Why would I be mad? We’re not in a hurry, remember?” His shoulders dropped. “Right. Right. Not in a hurry.” We ended up browsing the bookstore while we waited. He picked up a poetry book and read me a line about “women who survive themselves.” I pretended I wasn’t affected but I bought the book anyway. He pretended not to notice.

Not waiting for conclusion. Waiting for the first “I” that had never existed before to realize it was about to be born.

So he came up with this pathetic, ridiculous excuse to kick me out of my own life. But here's the truth he doesn't know. I've been waiting for this day for a very long time, too.

I'll calm her down and come back. Wait for me. I read it twice, then lowered the phone. He still thought there would be something to come back to. After seven years, maybe that was what hurt most. Elliot was used to me waiting. Waiting through trials that ran late, dinners gone cold, birthdays cut short by client calls, vacations postponed until the next case was over. I had always told myself it was temporary, that he was building something for us, that one day all the waiting would turn into a life.

"I said one year. I'm four years late. Are you still waiting?" I didn't answer. I rose on my toes and kissed his scar. He froze for a second. Then he wrapped his coat around me, pulling me in tight, his chin settling back on top of my head. "Yes," I said. "I'll always wait."

He never even spared Adrian a glance. Only Dad would occasionally stop. He looked at Adrian with no blame or hatred in his eyes. There was only an indescribable weariness. "Why do this to yourself, Adrian?" Dad sighed softly. "She's doing very well now. Let it go." But Adrian never gave up. He stubbornly believed that if he did enough, one day I would find out. One day, I would turn back. He didn't mind waiting. He had made me wait for so many years. Now it was only fair that he became the one who waited.

THRILLING! Dear Readers, Waiting for your reviews! How do you think it is going so far? Share your lovely comments and add the book to your library. :)Love Apsia

Joy smiled, as she finished her brief summary of the book. "Wow. I am speechless. What later happened? Did he give in or disciplined himself?" Kevin and Rachael simply looked on as the two were speaking. "It is left for you to find out. The title of the book is WEIRD FEELING BY PROF ISRAEL. Do search it up on G****e, so as to know which app you can easily read it from. I am eagerly waiting for the part 2 of that book," Joy stated, as Andrew nodded.