The Odd Couple: Together Again Novels & Stories

“Didn’t you think that should have been the first thing to say? What’s wrong with workers these days—you’re all so stup*d.” “Show me,” he said, walking towards his desk to take a look at the work. “Okay, sir.” “We found something unusual about the couple. They live and work in the same places, but they don’t go to work together, nor do they return home together.” “That means their marriage isn’t strong. They aren’t happy with each other. That’s wonderful.” he grinned mischievously. “Any more information on her?” “Yes sir,” he said, turning the pages.

As she watched him from the corner of her eyes she felt so sad that it had come to this. The new couples left for their honeymoon after changing into light traveling clothes, before the guests left. Veronica, Salman, and Clara's parents were the last to leave. "Wasn't it a beautiful wedding," Salman said to his wife as he drove them both home. "Reminds me of ours." Veronica only smiled and focused on the road, she was beginning to feel guilty especially since she knew he would be receiving the divorce papers soon. "You looked beautiful today." "Thank you." "What happened to us V. We used to talk about everything and anything. I want us to try again."

Spencer paused momentarily before replying, "Understood, Mr. Sumner. I'll go right away." … After work, Nyla and Oliver had dinner before heading to the cinema. They were watching a romantic film that had been re-released, telling the story of two people who parted ways in their youth and reunited years later. The story itself was quite simple, but the director's cinematic touch made the visuals beautiful. Before the film started, Oliver bought a bucket of popcorn. They sat together, occasionally reaching into the bucket for popcorn. Without realizing it, their fingers brushed against each other. At first, they flinched as if they'd been burned, quickly pulling away.

In the five years we were together, we had never gone more than a week without seeing each other. After a few months of no contact, seeing her again made it feel like a lifetime had passed. Only this time, I didn't feel that heart-fluttering warmth. Nothing remained except a sense of calm. It was crazy to think that all the love and time we had spent together during the last five years could simply vanish in a few short months. The group around us, who had just fallen silent because of what I said, immediately began whispering, "Looks like the couple's having a bit of a spat."

Yanking my hand away, I said curtly, “Krystal, just stop. You make me sick. You’re not lost with me. You’re struggling to live without power.” Krystal replied in tears, “No, I miss you. We had been together for seven years. We were each other’s lives. Ray, how many people have seven years together? We shared the best years. “I made a mistake in a moment of weakness. You’re being unfair by not giving me a chance to make amends.” The words that came out of her mouth were the most revolting thing ever. Krystal knew that I gave her my best years. Yet, she made me sign the divorce papers and walk away with nothing.

"Honey, one more time…" Late into the night, I lay sprawled across the couch, breathless and glaring playfully at my husband, Kylan Beck. Kylan, looking exhausted, held up his hands in surrender. "Darling, if you work me to death in one night, what are you going to do later?" I pouted. "I don't care! I've been away on a business trip for days. You need to make up for it. If you really break, I'll just find a new one!"

At nine in the evening, the young couple left Bright Boulevard. Grandma May was already sitting in the hall, watching TV. She was immediately overjoyed when she saw the couple walking in while holding hands. Zachary felt a little unnatural, but Serenity had a calm face. They were husband and wife. What was strange about holding hands? “Where did you go, Nana? I didn’t see you in the afternoon.” Serenity only let go of Zachary’s hand after walking up to the old lady, taking a seat beside her.

Washing away my tears, I text Ethan back. “Got your voicemail. I’m gonna be back in half an hour. See you soon.” I lock my phone and I was about to drive again but I see a cafe where an old couple were sitting together. The lady was actually blaming her ‘husband’ for the awful coffee she just drank, and he was... staring and smiling at her. Like he’s watching her for the first time. As if they were still young and were living their first date ever. It was a cute scenario. I really can’t figure out how some couples live through their life together. It’s truly amazing.

She couldn't. "You know, I get comments like this a lot," he scoffed, pirouetting in his chair. "I've met a lot of ladies who claim they know me or have dealt with me in one way or the other. At the end of the day, they just want my attention and money. I don't want to believe my supposed PA is one of them." Mallory shot her eyes at him, disbelief shadowing them. How could he compare her to 'those ladies'? How dare he? She wasn't one of those ladies. She was his wife! Even if they didn't sign or get a marriage certificate, they had a deep history together!

I assured her, and she gave a small but true smile. After all the greetings and everyone was settled, Azek stood up. Everybody's attention was on him now. “Mia and I have something to tell you guys” he beamed with happiness and smiles as he spoke. “Mia and I, have finally gotten over our rough and traumatic past. We've decided to embrace the love we have deep down for each other right from an early age”… “ So we need all your support on this second half of our journey as a married couple once more.”