Novel & Cerita There's A Hundred And Four Days

Patel, I am not the person who sent you those roses and gifts. I am sorry for misleading you. I did it all because I wanted to impress a girl whom I liked. To my sorrow, I did not realize that she was married. I am truly sorry for hurting you and I hope you will forgive me one day. If you ever decide to get over this heartbreak, please contact me. Sincerely, Bala Singh P.

“You know something about me.” He said nothing. “You knew I was afraid yesterday.” His eyes didn't move. “You knew I was angry today.” Still nothing. “And you keep looking at me like you're waiting for me to remember something.” His gaze sharpened. My heartbeat stumbled. I hadn't meant to say that last part. But the second it left my mouth, I knew I'd hit something. “What am I supposed to remember?” I asked. Luca slowly placed the glass down. “You ask too many questions.”

Seven days. Only seven days remained.

"One hundred seventy nine days." "You're counting too?" "Every single one."

Day 49. 16 days. No ritual. No “just us. Still.” Just countdown. Just truth.

"8 p.m. at the Grandview Hotel. Don’t be late." Just like that, she hung up. I exhaled slowly. Fine. One last meet before I disappeared forever.

Lancelot thought, quickly organizing his schedule. For the next 44 days, he planned to skip school and take a leave of absence.

then he opened the door and stepped out. I sighed and turned to the calendar on the wall. There were 10 days left to the 100th day. Maybe, it’s not yet over.

I said. The December night. The building around us. The radiator. The train. Noah breathing. The collection forming. The gate every day. Eight days to December fourteenth. The correct amount.

I forced the tremor from my voice. Swallowing the rising dread as I asked, “When would he be coming?” Sophie barely looked up. Casually brushing flour off her hands. “In four days I think.” Four days. The words echoed. Detonated in my skull like a bomb. I nodded slowly. Numbly. As if that information hadn’t just shattered the ground beneath me. “I’ll miss you guys too,” I said softly. My voice layered with a fragile sweetness I didn’t feel.