Novel & Cerita Moments Later

Gotta go (emoji) Call you later. Isn’t it expensive to call? So, so. But I don’t care We can text each other. But I wanna hear your voice Fine, me too Talk to you later Ok Love you! Love you too! Why doesn't the time pass quickly?

But my heart was typing before my brain could stop it. Me: Okay. Tomorrow then. Send me the address. Let me know the time.

Good and not too late, I still have enough time to reach my next target. Check the time: 10:58 p.m. Good and not too late, I still have enough time to reach my next target.

There was another pause. “Evening?” he repeated. “Yes.” He didn’t sound fully satisfied with that, but he didn’t argue either. “Fine,” he said after a moment. “Don’t be late.” I almost smiled at that. “I won’t,” I replied. There was nothing else to say after that, the call ended shortly after. I lowered my phone slowly, staring at the screen for a second before locking it and slipping it back into my pocket. I stayed there for a moment longer, leaning against the wall, just standing there in silence like I needed that extra second before moving again.

Kristian smirked, "It was already one and a half hours late, and there were only twenty more minutes until the second auspicious time." Madeleine. “..."

Anna: why have enemies if I have friends that at my most vulnerable turn their backs, let alone my boyfriend. Wifey: we love you too drama queen. Me: If you grace us with your forgiveness, I will let you be the first to ride in my new car, Anna. Wifey: finally Anna: why didn't you tell me about it, when did you get it? Me: it will be here today...talk later I just got home, Love you *.* " I'm home? " I yelled " Here" I followed mom's voice that was coming from the kitchen.

I quickly typed out a message to Adrian. “Here’s the location. Be there in 20 minutes. If you’re even a second late, don’t bother showing up.” I hit send. And just like that, the game was on.

“It sounded like you thought Mark wouldn't be able to handle watching me model, or manage me.” “I meant it. There’s no way you’ll still want him by the end of it. I promise. See ya later, Vera,” he said coolly as he disappeared onto the street.

What if we’ve been distracted and following the wrong trail? It was past midnight when I clicked the send button. Vincenzo’s response arrived exactly 30 seconds later. |There are no ‘what ifs’, Jade|

Heart pounding… eyes glued to the phone screen, as I waited for his reply. Then it came in. Brief and straight to the point. ‘2 P.M tomorrow. I will text you the address later’. “Yes!” I squealed. Now, let's see what happens next after my plan pushes through…