My Ordinary Life 1 Hours Novels & Stories

"Mom!" Delilah was rushed into the emergency room. Twenty minutes later, she was gone. The cause was cardiac arrest triggered by extreme emotional distress. "We did our best, Dr. Gillard. We're sorry." Josephine staggered and fell into a bench. Her head jerked toward me, and the slap she gave me landed with a sharp crack. My ears rang violently, and for a moment, everything went black. When my senses slowly returned, I noticed a small stream of blood was trickling out of my ear.

After I saw the post go through, I set my phone to silent and went to bed. Maybe it was everything that had happened lately, but I fell into a strange, tangled dream. Back in college, I used to run into Miles all the time at the café where he worked part-time. One day, I had just sat down when he walked over with a cup of coffee. I looked up at him, confused. He scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed. "It's my first time making a latte. I was hoping you'd try it."

I read it. It took approximately twelve seconds to read, which was the amount of time it took to register the two categories and the two time windows and the brief, clean sentence at the bottom that said please observe scheduled hours to support the household's morning routines. The document was brief. It said what it needed to say in the compact, unornamented language of someone who had thought carefully about what words to include and had included only those. His hours: seven to eight. Mine: nine to ten.

It felt like medicine. I let myself be ordinary for a minute. I let the sun and the noise and the sticky orange juice be enough. For once, that was okay. For once, it was more than okay. It was necessary.

This wasn’t over. It hadn’t even started. --- The engine roared to life as they sped off. Ophelia sat rigid beside him, her phone still in her hand like it might burn through her skin. “Two hours,” she said under her breath. “Two hours and my life is over.” “No,” Alessandre said flatly. “Two hours before they think it is.” Her head snapped toward him. “That’s not reassuring.” “It’s not meant to be.” His eyes stayed on the road.

I was left standing alone in the darkness of the night like a clown that no one cared about. I made an appointment for an abortion on my phone. Then, I turned to leave. I'd spent the past 15 years trying and failing to win Benjamin's heart. If that was the case, I didn't want it anymore. It was late at night when I returned to the nearest town. I got a room at a hotel and drifted off into a restless sleep. In the wee hours of the morning, I was jolted awake by the ringing of my phone. My superior at the TV station sounded anxious yet excited. "I heard a 5.3-degree earthquake happened at the old settlement near your location. You need to head there immediately to get the latest scoop!"

"I thought you might be hungry, so this time it's my turn to provide you with food." Wei had no other choice but to open the door and invite him in. He was rolling his eyes and had all the appearance of a victim of circumstances, which was his natural spontaneous reaction to whatever happened out of the ordinary. Out of his order of things, that is. Most people would consider his whole life out of the ordinary, but to him it was just normal, so he behaved naturally-pissed by habit, but deep down he appreciated not having to cook. Andrew had just lost a chance, but he didn't know about it and Wei wouldn't be the one to tell him.

He treated her equally, not speaking down to her as the other men did. "What's the time?" Lani asked as she stretched, her arms lifting above her head. Scar placed his phone on the bedding beside him and wrapped his arms around her upper body before she could return her arms down. Lani could only smile at him as she leaned into him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Hugging the large man felt peaceful, in his arms she was safe and at ease. Lani felt as if she had found her best friend in the quiet Son of Satan, it was as if she'd known him her whole life, "It's 7:00 am."

River's POV As we all had light lunch at the funeral, Anthony decided to head towards a restaurant to have early dinner as It's already evening and we all were tired to go home and make some food. Right now we are at a family diner, Anthony is ordering food for all of us after asking what we all wanted to have a few minutes ago. I really don't have idea about food out here in restaurants as I never really went out that many times, didn't have money to buy food from restaurants either so I decided to have what Scarlet ordered which includes a hamburger and fries with oreo shake. Apparently, Henna doesn't like Orni eating junk food all the time but she didn't stop this time. She was too busy t

Allie Saturday morning, 7:00 AM. The time when it all happened. It happened so fast that I didn't even have time to process what was happening, what was happening to me at that very moment. I get out of bed with difficulty and sit up, I rest my hand on my chest and cough in desperation as I struggle against my lungs to be able to breathe, it's not anxiety, it's my illness acting against me, doing its thing. Mom comes running into my room and talks to me but I don't hear her, all my senses are focused on finding more oxygen so I can breathe but despite my attempts I can't do it, it's all in vain.