One Year After Novels & Stories

"We do this for one year. Then we 'grow apart,' or whatever, and it ends clean. No drama." "One year," he said. "Agreed." "Starting now," I repeated. Just to make sure I'd heard him correctly. He nodded at the nearest phone screen, barely concealed behind someone's backpack. "Starting five minutes ago, actually."

It was counting down. There was less than a year left

She had been hiding from the young man later on. However, one year later, the young man still found her. After not seeing each other for one year, the young man had matured quite a bit. He told her that he had become a key debater in his debate club. He was even working as an intern at a law firm near his college. He had become a slightly experienced paralegal. Once he graduated, he would have an official job and could take on cases. He told her that he could bring her daughter to live with them as well. He would support both Hana and her daughter. He wanted to marry Hana.

, I grab my empty lunchbox and walk away from there. Those dumbheads don't even call me. Who cares? But maybe it's okay that Samuel is being a jerk to me at least for once. It's been a year since he came back and we rekindle our friendship. Since then, we have become pretty close. Not pretty. But way too close.

I just nod my head in agreement, then he drives away. As soon as he drove off, I felt tired all of a sudden, even though I hadn’t done anything yet, but It happens every time I get a notification from my driver, telling me he’s going to pick me up by 3 pm like he just did now, and it happens every fucking day and I’m pretty much used to it by now. But just because I’m used to it, doesn’t mean I’m okay. I let out a deep sigh after the chain of thoughts ran through my head, attracting Lisa’s attention.

******* 1 Month Later I had to take one month break from the college so that I could take care of my parents. The operations of my parents were done and by the grace of god both of them were doing absolutely amazing. The doctors said that it was a good thing that they were recovering fast. Though they still weren't able to stand on their feet but in about one month or so, they will be able to start the practice of walking.

I can't cross that line. One year. I'll take everything she can give me in a year and when the contract's off, we can go back to our lives and I can put it all behind me. Sounds easy enough.

I nod and bend to kiss her on the cheek before walking out of the house. It's been one year. One year of torture since I did not get engaged and one year of pure hell since Ash Thunder walked out of my life and our child and never looked back. One foul year of not hearing from him, of not even knowing what happened to him. One ugly year of not knowing if he's dead or alive or if I'm coming or going.

"When she's gone, I'll come back. We'll have the bonding ceremony, just like we planned. We're true mates. Our wolves get on so well. They're inseparable." I sat there woodenly, feeling my eyes sting. It had been five years. I laughed sardonically. "You've only just developed this potion. You haven't even tested it yet. What if something goes wrong? What if I forget you forever, and not just for 21 days? What if it hurts my wolf?" Dylan's finger froze, but he only remained silent for a moment before pulling out the stopper of the tube firmly. There was a soft sound, and the potion glowed a faint blue.

HANNAH’S POV One Year Later The twins’ first birthday had arrived in a whirlwind of laughter, tiny hands grabbing at everything, and sleepless nights that somehow still left my heart full. A whole year—twelve months of first smiles, first steps, first words. A year of watching Laila and Liam grow, their personalities blooming like wildflowers, bright and unstoppable.