Mi Pasado Y Mi Presente Novels & Stories

I teased him smiling. “Why do I have a feeling that you are shifting there more because of the work you can do instead of for me?” he asked whispering over my lips. “You never know!” I whispered back and pressed my lips to his. His past is something that pained him and others and he is trying in present to be happy and keep others happy. I hope I can be a support for him in achieving that along with making our future a place where we can hold on to each other during painful and happy times.

She turned her head away awkwardly while mumbling, "What wind chime? I think you're saying that my humming was out of tune in a roundabout way…" "You still sound great even if you're out of tune," Adrian replied dotingly. "Now that's music to my ears!" Stephanie beamed in response. Truthfully speaking, she thought her mood would be spoiled when she saw Tyler tonight. Surprisingly enough, she was in high spirits right now. Maybe it was because Adrian had been with her, be it earlier or right now. Facing her past did ruin her mood one way or another, but at the end of the day, the past was already in the past. What she needed to do was enjoy the present.

I laughed at myself. How ridiculous! I abandoned everything for him. And yet, not only had he moved on, but he was now standing in front of everyone, mocking my sincerity, too. I nodded at this. Zeke was right. I had no home anymore. First, my grandmother had given me a home. Then, it was Zeke. But now, both of them were gone. As despair settled over me, Zeke pressed a few buttons on his phone, deleting my contact information along with every trace of our past.

I was saying and I almost got caught up in the past. “You have told me severally!” Smith exclaimed. “If you continue like this, I might hate that other man and wish to kill him. I want to be the only man in your history.” “I know, but it’s too late already…” I said slowly. Smith held me and made me face him. “Your past is your past but it’s all gone down the drain. I am your present and I will be your future. Focus on me and answer the question…” Smith held me. This instantly cleared my head.

At whatever was happening behind his eyes in the space where the past and the present had just arrived at exactly the same moment and were occupying the same place simultaneously. Both of them real. Both of them his. I sat very still and I let him have the moment. However long it needed.

There is hope after all. “Your cards are telling me what happened in your past, what is currently happening in your present, and what will happen in the future... After all... There is no present, or future without the past. This is the part where we tie everything together, so sorry if it gets personal, but you asked for it.” She was right... I did ask for it.

“Now we have him.” Travis turns his head toward her, his grin melting into something gentler. “I think about it all the time,” he says, threading his fingers through hers. “ I have missed lots of important things in our previous life. I didn't see his first crawling directly. His smile, all the tiny details!" Her throat tightens, her eyes shimmering. “You always know what to say. But you are here now. No past. It's the present. It's ours”

Yet, here I am, living under the same roof with the thing I despise the most in your life. "...May it be the past, present, or future."

Jace takes her hand, and they walk in silence for a few moments, enjoying the peace. Finally, Jace breaks the silence. "Do you ever think about what life would be like if we hadn't come here?" he asks. Emiliana thinks for a moment before answering. "I don't know. I mean, I'm glad we're here now, and we're doing something important. But before we got here, I was just...existing. I wasn't living, you know?" Jace nods. "Yeah, I know what you mean. It's like we were just going through the motions, but now we have a purpose."

Intertwined Past and Present Miguel silently watched Isabella and Vitoria talking, feeling a flood of emotions invade his heart. The past and the present seemed to collide in an overwhelming way, messing with his certainties and shaking his tranquility. Vitoria's words echoed in his mind, revealing the existence of a son he had known for a short time. He never imagined that his story with Vitoria would have such consequences, and the revelation brought a mixture of shock, guilt and responsibility.