The Infinite Moment Of Us Novels & Stories

I placed the papers on the table, neat and tidy. I was going to leave a message for her, but I did not go through with it. Instead, I said it in my mind, 'Hey honey, this is the last time I'm calling you that, I guess. I spent ten years in love with you. It's really hard doing that, I know, but I'm giving up anyway. Congratulations, to both you and me.' I grabbed my suitcase. The moment the countdown was over, I put my hand on the doorknob.

I’m so lucky to experience this moment. As the music reaches its crescendo, so does the tension between us. Our movements become more urgent, more fervent, as if we're trying to capture the essence of this fleeting moment before it slips away. And then, in a final, breathtaking dip, the tension breaks, and a knowing smile passes between us.

Lucas frowned and held her hands, saying solemnly, "You're always talking about things that never happened in reality. Are you trying to say that you came from another universe?" Whitney smiled. "What if it's true? Would you still want to marry me?" "We've already gotten a courthouse wedding. Do you think I'll regret this?" Lucas pulled her into his arms, feeling sad for her, and said, "I'll always be by your side, no matter what happens." Henry's retribution came quickly. He was staring at the photo on his phone one moment, and the next moment, he saw his assistant rushing into his office in a panic. "Mr. Jordan, someone is targeting our company."

"The Earth is a temporary vessel. Let go, and join the Infinite Ledger." "I DON'T WANT THE INFINITE!" I roared, my voice causing a 7.0 earthquake that shattered the last of the West's relay towers. "I WANT THE DIRTY, BLOODY, HUMAN NOW!" The Moon reacted with a Lethal Luminance. A beam of Pure, Compressed Starlight slammed into my back, trying to "Bleach" the obsidian fire out of my fur. It was the "Audit of the Universe," a frequency designed to remind me that compared to the stars, my life was just a Glitch in the Data.

The bright street lamps outside made it look exceptionally beautiful. "Look. It's starting to snow." All traces of sleepiness immediately vanished for both Dylan and me. Dylan hugged me tightly from the back as we both admired the first snow falling outside the window. Then, he whispered into my ear, "I love you." Everything was so breathtakingly perfect, transcending all worldly chaos and strife.

But the next day, he was found dead in his living room. He had finally given up. He left behind a letter and ended his life with the same dangerous combination that nearly killed me—cephalexin and alcohol. When I returned home, the police gave me the envelope. Inside it was a brief note filled with apologies and well wishes. "I'm sorry, Grace. I was wrong. I hope you find happiness. Congratulations on your marriage. If there's a next life, I hope I'll be the one to chase after you." But if there was indeed a next life, I never wanted to meet him again.

How I could have spent so long wondering if we’d ever have this chance, and now it was ours, quiet and simple and real. Taylor waved at us from across the gym, nudging a friend to come dance, and I shook my head, laughing under my breath. Tonight wasn’t about the rest of the world. It wasn’t about apologies or past mistakes or the chaos we’d carried with us like extra skin. It was about this, this quiet moment where the music faded into a background hum, where the lights sparkled but didn’t blind, where his hand in mine told me more than I’d dared hope for.

"Mum, I know it may be a little too late, but I'm sorry for never making time for you and dad. I got selfishly caught up in my own life and just assumed you were both ok with that. I promise to make up for it" Merryn teared up " I know you are darling. But what's done is done and we can't change it. We just need to make up for it. We all know how short life is and it can be gone in a heartbeat". Somehow Piper knew that her Mum was referring to Miles - the sadness in her eyes obvious...

"Geez, quit being so dramatic. I'll be fine. Oops, my mum is coming, I gotta go. Love you, bye!" The line went dead and at that moment, I felt like joining the line. *** My skin pricked as my fingers jammed into my flesh. The sound of a familiar basketball hitting the ground kept ringing in my head as I walked to the court that I had been trying to avoid like a plague. I breathed hard as sweat trickled down the back of my head in the middle of November. Finally, my shaky hands opened the door and I walked in, sporting my usual dead and emotionless look as my Nike kicks hit the ground softly.

One thing is for sure, that Reece was not only attached, but invested. It's so unfortunate that things turned out the way they did. As I watch him with Ava right now, uncontrollably so, I feel my lips tilt up into a small smile, my heart skipping a beat due to Ava's big smile as she gets taken higher into the air. The view is too precious to miss taking a picture, and so, I capture the moment into a video, knowing that the picture may somehow not be enough to describe how precious it is.