My Time Novels & Stories

I try again because the silence is slowly killing me. "Have you ever seen a wrong time?" "Huh?" So he wants to discuss it right here, right now? Instead of waiting till we're both in our right mind? "Have you ever seen 7.67 pm?" I don't really get what's going on here... "5.99 am?" ...okay? "The time is always right, Soph." "Oh." I'm such a moron. So he was actually talking in Math perspective? 7.67 pm? 5.99 am?

"Love is in the air." Sighing to myself I leaned on the wall. Somewhere deep deep deep deep down in my heart where there existed no sense it hoped all her words would come true. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What time is there right now? Here it's 09.38 AM.

Only the time and place was written, and nothing else. Finally, Myra smiled and Tony felt a weight lifted from his chest. He grew even more curious about this childhood friend of hers. Fortunately, she wasn’t a man, or he was going to be so jealous! “In three days, at 3PM.” Tony silently read and thought about his schedule. It shouldn’t be a problem since he would be free that day. Sometimes, it felt like time was crawling so slowly when one was eager for something and their heart was filled with joy and excitement. Other times, it felt like time was actually flying by quickly.

So, how am I supposed to know the time? "We," he gesticulated beside her, is Mom. "Are not playing games right here. Moreover, not answering philosophically, Keatton," he said. The temperament of his voice is very audible. "I'm sorry you guys but I honestly do not know what time it is. I know it's night but I ain't no fortune teller to tell you what exactly the time right now," I said as I speak the truth. My head looked down as I play my fingers. My eyes then glued on the pink diamond that Daddy Dominick gave to me.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door to the room from outside. Tok ... Tok ... Tok ... “Come in! ” she ordered. You can see the door to his room is open and shows the figure of a woman in a maid uniform walking while lowering her gaze. "Good evening, madame. Master is waiting for you at the dining table, "she said politely. Sonia looked confused at the waiter. "Is it late?" asked Sonia. "Of course Madame, it's already 20:00," replied the waiter. "WHAT? … I slept for a long time, then I have to get down. Or else he'll make fun of me again, ”she muttered.

On it, someone had written with a childish scrawl: "Reconciliation Ticket." "You promised me, Shana, that no matter what I did wrong, you'd give me a chance when I showed this to you," he begged. "We've been by each other's side for 15 years, in love for eight years. Is everything so worthless to you that you can forget about it so easily?"

Wahahahahaha A few moments later… Time check: 8:45 AM Location: Medical City T_T Why is the traffic so bad here?? Huhuhu, I thought I was going to be early. At last, I finally got off. Only seven minutes left!! I ran. I was panting when I reached the office. When I faced the time clock, it read 9:00. I immediately scanned my thumb. Arrienne Jill Garcia 09:01:02 AM Huhuhu, I’m still late!! Two seconds!!

An invisible force clenched my heart in a merciless grip. Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead like raindrops. Every tick of the clock hammered against my chest, each second a tormenting reminder of the passing time. I picked up the paper card with trembling hands, my lips quivering as I forced myself to speak. "There's still time," I said, my voice shaky but desperate. "We're withdrawing money from different banks. The amount you're asking for is too much—it takes time to gather it all."

Seconds melted into minutes. And minutes stretched into almost an hour. Way longer than I intended to. The silence around me was soft, almost heavy, broken only by the low rustle of the woods outside and the occasional vibration of my phone against my palm. Then a quiet sigh escaped me. I finally pushed myself upright. The blanket slid down my body slowly as I rubbed tiredly at my eyes. “8:47,” I whispered under my breath after glancing at the time bar on my phone. My brows lifted instantly.

I wasn't the one who was always distant from her own family. I was just a newcomer on the team, the junior everyone looked out for. Everyone here was focused on building something meaningful. Their attention was entirely on data and design drafts. The bitterness of my past gradually faded under the rhythm of daily experiments and calculations. So when the front desk told me I had a call from my parents, I was momentarily stunned. "Hello. What is it?" I asked calmly. It had been over three months since I left home. Simone's birthday had long passed.