One Year After 소설 & 이야기

Then I stood up and hugged him before I could stop myself. “Thank you, thank you so much.” I pulled away immediately, embarrassed. “It’s fine,” he said. “Get some rest.” When he left, the room became quiet again. I placed my hand back on my stomach, softer this time. “It’s just you and me now,” I whispered. And for the first time since everything happened, I felt something close to peace. IRELAND It has been over a month. A whole month of breathing without fear. Ireland feels like a memory I stepped back into. The air is softer here; it doesn’t suffocate.

Noah's POV I was jumping with joy when I got to know that they have accepted me for the college! I checked on with the university the same day and finalising my papers, I sighed at the beautiful college. Let's start a new life, Noah. ONE YEAR LATER Time passes fast, doesn't it? It's been one and a half year since she left. This new university is good. All good like any other dream college. But in reality? I don't know what to do. The more the time passes, the more I don't think I'll ever meet her again.

This was the first time Luna had seen Lylah shown any expression of happiness in months. "Miss?, your order please?" And like a tight slap to the face, reality was put right before her. "Hot chocolate", she smiled. As soon as the waitress left the table, she bowed her head and rubbed her forehead. It had been a month already, why couldn't she just let him go, she wondered. Every single thing reminded her of the memories they shared. "Luna, do you remember when he got me a dildo after my birthday?", Lylah laughed. "Yes, and y'all fought about the dildo because you wanted him and not a stupid dildo and so he took it back. What a jerk!"

I wake up to Lucian watching me. “What?” I ask, still groggy. “Do you know what today is?” “Tuesday?” “It’s the anniversary. One year. Since we met. Since that hotel bar. Since you were crying and I asked if you were okay.” I sit up. Carefully. Nine months pregnant. Everything hurts. “One year. That’s, that’s impossible. It feels like yesterday. And also like forever.” “A lot happened in one year.”

LUTHER’S POV – One Year Later It’s been a year. A full year since Joanna walked out of my life, out of New York. Somehow, I made it through. I don’t know how. Maybe I just kept moving because stopping meant collapsing. And I couldn’t afford to fall apart. Not publicly. Not with everything else crumbling underneath. Life without Joanna… it’s quieter. Colder. My house feels too big now as it used to be. She hasn’t replied to a single message. Not one call. I tried, God, I tried. I called her on her birthday. On New Year’s. On random Tuesdays when it felt like the silence would kill me. But nothing. Radio silence.

I cried in front of him. He stood up while I remained sitting on the ground. "One year." "What?" "Do not show up for one year." "No! Don't make do this." "Let's see what will happen after one year." "France..." "If she still loves you and you still love her after one year, I will not hinder you for getting her back." "What?" "You can still contact her, but you cannot step on this land for one year." "But..." "You're a powerful man. You should know what to do to pursue her."

For what she had taken from me. Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. The silence was almost comforting now. Time had passed, and the storm that had torn apart my life had finally started to calm down. The whispers had died down, the video forgotten, and the hurt, while still fresh in my heart, began to dull into a faint ache I could ignore most of the time. It had been a year. A full year since that night. Since everything changed. Since I had been dragged through hell and back, only to be left with the ashes of what once was.

The Blissful Ending KEATTON’S P. O. V. 1 YEAR LATER… The sun was vividly bright, striking at the tomb of the man I loved. If it is not for the tent that is covering us here, then we’ll be all melted. “Mommy!” “Hey, Baby,” It has been a year since Damon left us. It always feels like yesterday. And I still feel like he was here, beside me guarding me twenty-four-seven. A lot has changed.

Finale One year had passed since that pivotal afternoon in Kate’s apartment, when she had sat on the couch, wrestling with the weight of her future. Now, as she walked across the bustling college campus, her steps were lighter, her heart fuller. The past year had been a whirlwind of change, growth, and unexpected joys. She had given birth to a beautiful baby girl, Emma, who had become the center of her world. Balancing motherhood, school, and her relationship with Seth had been challenging, but Kate had found a rhythm that worked for her. She was proud of how far she had come.

One Year Later. Who would have thought time could pass so quickly, as if it had shot forward like an arrow. It felt like only yesterday that I lay weak on the cold operating table to bring Gabriel into the world. It felt like only yesterday that my soul was tormented by overwhelming, terrifying fear when my child was kidnapped by an underground criminal network. And now? My handsome baby boy had officially turned one year old.