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Waiting to see. if we would answer again. ✨

"I have waited to find her for almost ten years and if I get a chance I wouldn't back off and will do anything to make her mine." ____________________________________ Next will be updated tomorrow. Keep liking and following me here. Do not forget to leave comments and share your reviews. Till the next adios.

“you are welcome, it’s the least I could do…” “your appointment with your dentist is still slated for next week?” Christopher adjusted his seating position “yes, it is, I’m anxious, I can’t wait to get these braces of my teeth” “I hope to be there too, I need to witness that” “you being there would mean everything to me, I hope you would be able to make it” “if I’m discharged from this shit hole, I’ll definitely come, let’s keep our fingers crossed” There was a knock on the door, interrupting their conversation, they waited for a second, then the knock came in again

stepping Watch the time run shut up by the rules No cracking feeling All about time Time brought me here Time to end this meeting, I don't hate, I'm not angry, I don't hold grudges Time, thank you Has left a mark I am thankful Aiys was engrossed in writing, after conveying some of Aiys feelings, repeated some materials to strengthen his preparations for tomorrow's war. The scratch paper in front of Aiys was filled with numbers and writing. Aiys is grateful to be able to do 30 questions tonight. Aiys rubbed her eyes, it felt like something had hit her. Aiys need sleep. When Aiys walked to the bed, Aiys looked at her cellphone. It turned out to be fully charged. I don't know why Aiys just want

WOMAN YOU JUST CONFESSED YOUR FEELINGS AND NOW LEAVING MY POOR HEART HANGING HERE JUST LIKE THAT? N - You should have become an actor not a musician. I AM OFF. BYE mister. H - Wait for tomorrow babe. I am gonna change your perspective about me soon. Sweet dreams. LOVE YOU. She fell back on bed with a wide grin and a restless heart in her rib cage. "I am impatiently waiting for it Harsh", she mumbled under her lips dizzily.

Because it seems everywhere I go I feel like a victim eaten up fast For once I plead Someone to ask me Will you please..." " It's not the right time. I have to go home and do it." He says. I can hear the confusion in his voice. I continue the poem in my head. 'Will you please... stay.' Yes, that's it! I need to note this down. I grab a sticky note which I store in my pocket. I write down 'stay' with my the only pen I have, a red ballpoint.

I saved the revised agreement and went inside to borrow the shop's printer. Watching the divorce agreement come out of the printer, I felt a quiet happiness. Lewis was still outside, pacing impatiently while talking on the phone. From time to time, he glanced inside through the glass window. "Sorry to keep you waiting," I said apologetically. It truly had taken a while. The printer wasn't very cooperative, and it took more than ten minutes. This was probably the longest Lewis had waited for someone in recent years. He hurriedly hung up the phone and said, "It's fine, it's fine."

From where was she getting all these weird ideas. “I don’t know. I asked you for so long to look for someone but you never listen. If you want me to forgive you, find yourself a better half.” Fuck! What’s with this new trouble. I pushed my hair back and settled back inclined more against the bench back. “I will visit you, what’s with this girlfriend thing?” “I'm not going to listen anything. I will be visiting you two weeks later and by now I want your better half present in your house.” Before I could say anything, I was welcomed with the beeping sound. I huffed at the new trouble in hand.

I called Gina, I don't want to pay attention to this man. /// Sorry for not updating for so long. I'll try to drop updates every once in a while. I'm really sorry, and thank you for waiting, and supporting this story of mine. :) luv y'all! Stay tuned! xoxo♡

"Our engagement party is going to be bigger than anything you saw tonight." There it was again: next time. For ten years I'd followed him, from a little border town all the way to the Sinclair estate, surviving one hail of bullets after another and collecting more scars than I could count. And all I ever got in return was next time. I looked up at him and said, quietly, "But I can't wait for next time." His brow creased. "My father is very sick." "I want him to see my happiness for himself, within the week. So he won't have any regrets."