Living In The Now Novels & Stories

“You said you didn’t eat earlier.” “Nerves, I suppose.” Taking the plate, Dario walked across the kitchen and opened a microwave that would have taken me multiple tries to find. “I can warm this for you.” I started to say he didn’t need to, but before I could, he removed the covering, closed the microwave door, and hit buttons. Turning, he leaned against the counter and casually crossed his ankles. “We won’t live here.” He shared the information so nonchalantly as if where we lived wasn’t pertinent, as if I would be moving in with him in months not hours.

"What we'll do if something goes wrong?" "Sometimes. Then I stop because it doesn't help." "I think about it constantly." "I know you do. Your brain never stops planning worst-case scenarios." "It's kept me alive this long." "It's also exhausting. For you. For everyone around you." "Sorry." "Don't be sorry. Just try to exist in the now occasionally. Right now, you're twenty-four weeks pregnant. Baby's fine. You're fine. Everything's working." "Right now." "Right now is all we have. Tomorrow will be its own now. We'll deal with it then."

Why allow it escape and regret when she could avoid that and anymore regret in her life. In that moment, she made up her mind. Fuck regret and hesitation, starting this moment, she was no longer going to live her life on regret and hesitation, walking on egg shells and waiting for sudden salvation. Whatever happens in the future, then so be it, but right now… right now she was going to live in the present and give up the past. Starting with her very first step. “Hey Dar, do you want to go grab a cup of coffee sometime later in the day and maybe talk?”

“Now? Now we take it one step at a time. You don’t have to have all the answers right now. You just have to decide what you want in this moment. What you need.” It wasn’t the answer I had expected, but somehow, it was the one I needed to hear. I had spent so much time focusing on what was coming next, on what I had to do to control my future, that I had forgotten the importance of the present. Of right now. Of just taking things one day at a time. I swallowed hard, looking at him. “And you? What do you want, Stefan?”

Staying has matured into something that doesn’t need to be defended. It’s self-supporting now. We also talk about time—not as something slipping away, but as something we’re inhabiting well. We’re no longer racing toward milestones or fearing delays. We are present. Presence, sustained, becomes rhythm. This chapter touches on a subtle but powerful shift: we no longer ask, Is this enough? We ask, Is this sustainable? And sustainability feels like love’s quiet victory. There’s no grand gesture at the end of this chapter. No turning point. No revelation.

Life is short, life is fast, No replay, No rewind, so enjoy every moment as it comes. From today on I am ready for the next chapter of my life.

For the first time in days, the silence feels like something I can live inside. And I let myself drift, not thinking about what we were, or what we aren’t, just… here. For now, that’s enough.

"Because I didn't want to be disturbed. I need peace and focus when I'm training. So, I ask everyone to go into 'unreachable' mode when I need it." "Sebastian Lim, who are you talking to? I'm Tera, your former personal assistant. I know who and how you used to operate. Don't you dare lie!" "Tera, you knew my old system, but you might not be familiar with how I work now. The past is past, and now I have a different system. I turn off my phone when I need to. I cut off all connections to avoid interruptions during my training." "Are you expecting me to believe that?"

I want to tell him that he can tell me the things that's bothering him and I will take it to wherever I go wishing he'll beat up with his muted wars. Life's full of plot twists you didn't expect that will happen. No one has any idea what is tomorrow or when is the time to decide, to depart, or when is the time everything would just fall apart.That's why you need to seize every moment. Take a lot of pictures and don't even bother to think if you look awful or too excited, what matteres the most is that you are the happiest at that moment. Go wear that dress not to impress others but to impress yourself. Live for yourself first, second for them.

If only I could feel how to feel like a winner - like how they feel. Silently, I curled up on my seat, singing the song I chose in my mind. Memorizing them over and over again, and reminding myself not to get too nervous. Picking what to sing that suits my voice is a bit difficult, and I had only one night to prepare and practice. The clock in the waiting room ticked, measuring my anxieties into tiny fragments of time. If only I could stop it, reverse it, or slow it down. Each tick drags me forward, helpless, and nervous to the granted time. I can't think straight this morning.