The Ones We Wait For Novels & Stories

But from his words, I think I just have to be patient. I took a deep breath. "I will wait for the right time for everything so that we don't have to worry. I will understand everything you have decided and I will trust you. Please don't leave me and ignore me. I will just wait aside. I will wait for the right time for the two of us, Patry ... "

We have all is a month now! I am gladly waiting for the day.

"I spent months believing fate was the greatest gift I'd ever receive." Silence. The wind stirred around us. The moon shone above. "I was wrong." Something vulnerable appeared in his silver eyes. Something hopeful. Terrified. Beautiful. My heart clenched. "I thought fate meant finding the right person." My voice trembled. "But fate never remembered my favorite tea." Silas froze. "It never saved every letter I wrote." His expression softened. "It never left my room untouched." Emotion flashed across his face. Raw. Honest. "It never drove through a storm just because I called."

I vaguely remembered that the code to the door was my birthday date, but now, it wouldn't open no matter what I did. I texted Nathan and asked, "I need to pack. Can you tell me the code?" Just like always, there was no reply to my message. It wasn't until my whole body had gone numb from the cold that the door lock finally clicked open. The passcode was Nathan and Lily's wedding date. A woman's soft, flirty voice spilled through the gap in the door. "Nate, feel this rosary. Isn't it smooth from all the work I've done on it?"

Waiting for the next take. Forever.

Change rarely announced itself with certainty. More often, it arrived quietly, disguised as routine, woven into ordinary moments until one day it became impossible to ignore. For Lily and Aaron, that change had been unfolding for weeks now—softly, patiently—like a tide that never rushed but never retreated either.

"What's wrong? What else do you want?" "Nothing! Nothing at all! You're the best, teach!" I hurriedly went to order us coffee. While I was in the middle of solving questions, I heard a familiar voice call out, "Emma?" I looked up to see Jack and Sarah. It seemed enemies really did cross paths often. My smile did not reach my eyes as I spoke to them. "Well, would you look at that? Isn't that the future international student? Has your visa already been processed? Which diploma mill is it?"

Alive. Waiting. For the final reckoning.

"I've been busy lately. I haven't had the chance to really spend time with you." He slowly leaned in, his warm breath brushing against the sensitive spot behind my ear. My body tensed up involuntarily, and I heard myself speaking in a cold and distant tone. "Let's not. Francesca has just returned and isn't accustomed to everything. She'll need you there for her soon, won't you?" Ian frowned. His phone rang just as he was about to reply. With a conflicting look, he answered the call. Even as he hurried out the door, he still turned back to defend Francesca. "Don't be so petty all the time. Just wait for me here—I'll be back soon."

And knowing we would be closing on this great traditional brick four-bedroom house on a quiet street was the cherry on top. It was tough to focus the rest of the day and even harder to keep the news from mom. I know this will make her year. We’d been talking about having kids but always like a future thing. And bam, not trying, we get one. We were about halfway to the waterfront even when we realized we had forgotten to get the ultrasound to show our friends. So we ended up getting there late. The park was, of course, busy. It would take hours if we were looking for anyone other than the Frost family in this sea of people. But it was easy to spot them, mainly because their cousins Clay and R