Novel & Cerita Promises We Meant To Keep

"Mom said you guys moved. That can't be true, right?" The moment I heard his voice, it felt like the past came rushing back, hitting me all at once. Oliver's voice came fast and anxious. "You've lived there for decades, and my mom said she and your mom promised to stay best friends for life. "Maybe people just got it wrong. You're just traveling or something, right?" I kept my voice steady. "We moved, Oliver. We're a thousand miles away now." We were only renting for now and waiting for our new place to finish renovations so we could move in before the new year, but there was no reason to tell Oliver any of that. I would only answer what he asked.

I had gasped in horror and quickly knocked on the wooden nightstand three times, as if trying to ward off bad luck. "Don’t talk nonsense!" Noah laughed then. He stared at me, his expression unusually serious. "You cry too much. What are you going to do without me? So, Chloe, when we grow up, I’ll marry you." I nodded eagerly, linking my pinky with his. "Pinky promise—cross my heart, a hundred years, no take-backs! We made a deal! When we grow up, Noah Wells has to marry Chloe Sanders!" Before I knew it, tears slipped down my cheeks.

Taking the pain away with her, until the only thing left would be the happy memories. "This is not the end of us." I whispered. A promise. A promise that we would get our happy ever after. A promise that I would see her again. "Keep it." It was as if she read my mind. And I would. I would keep it. okay

"Aww my babe you won't lose us .'' *End of flashback* I've been told never to make promises that I cannot keep and for the first time in a long time I've made a promise that I cannot keep and the reason for not keeping the promise is because something happened that was bad it was out of my control so whatever happens will happen but what I need to do is fly to get back to the land of the living and get out of limbo because I've got life to do. ©KCMmuoe

It felt like an omen. Plans are neat. They are tidy. But they are also promises. And for the first time in a long time, I meant to keep mine.

“Where do we go from here? What do we want?” I thought about it for a moment, glancing out at the horizon. “I don’t know. I mean, I want us to keep doing things like this. Taking time for each other, making memories.” He nodded, his face serious. “Me too. I want us to be a team, no matter what.” “Then let’s make a promise,” I said, feeling a surge of confidence. “That we’ll always make time for each other. No matter how busy things get, or how complicated life is, we’ll always come back to this.”

“For the record, I know we said we’d wait. I don’t regret not managing it.” “Neither do I,” she said, and the way she said it told me exactly how much we’d both already decided this was worth whatever risk came with it. “Just promise me we’ll actually be careful this time. I don’t think either of us survives a second version of what happened before.” “I promise.” Neither of us fully believed how hard that promise would turn out to be to keep. But sitting there, in a quiet corner of a bookstore nobody would ever think to look for us in, it felt, for the first time in months, like something worth risking anyway.

" He had promised. "I will wait for you, Tann. No matter how long it takes. I will wait for you." I had vowed.🔛🔛🔛 That was the promise we made each other. A promise we broke. A promise that wasn't kept at last, from our ends. A promise that passed with time. A promise I would have done everything to live through. A promise I wanted so damn much for it to come to pass. Five years has passed already.

“They’re new beginnings, but they’re also warnings… reminders to never forget the struggle. And they’re promises, too – promises to never return to the scene of the conflict. To move on.” “You’ve made that promise?” She smiled down at him. “I re-make that promise every day.” “It’s getting easier to keep?” “Yes. Every day, it’s a bit easier.” King stood up. “I want to make you a promise, too.” “OK.” “I promise to have your back on the battlefield, baby. Never again do you feel like you’re fighting this fight alone. I can’t take on this addiction for you, but I sure as hell can stand behind you as you stare it down.”

Softer, to Liam, I said, “Joe is excited about this. I’m not the only one who will get hurt if you don’t keep your promises.” “I have no intention of ever hurting Joe, or you, ever again.” “It’s easy to make promises. Much harder to keep them.” “Just keep your eyes on me,” Liam said, inching closer. I leaned closer too, nearing the fence. I wasn’t quite ready to cross it yet, but I was getting closer. “Watch me every second if you have to. I will never disappoint you again.” Such pretty words. My foolish heart wanted to believe so much, but my head remembered things that my heart had forgotten.