Tim Falling Novels & Stories

Me: That’s okay. Leila: Can we take this one day at a time? Me: Yes. Tasha: And can we stop letting the internet dictate our friendships? Me: Please. I dropped my phone and leaned back against the couch. Lake looked up from across the room. “Good news?” he asked. “Maybe,” I said. “Maybe it is better than nothing,” he said. I smiled faintly. “They’re not gone,” I said. “Not completely.” “That’s good,” he said.

"You bitch! Why are you even here? Get out of here!" Mom and Dad hurriedly intervened. "Tessa, what do you think you're doing, hitting someone at a wake?" "Mr. and Mrs. Larson, how can you be so forgiving toward Olivia's killer? Lily killed Olivia!" Tessa's voice trembled as she pulled out my medical records. She'd even brought three doctors with her too. The moment Lily saw them, her face drained of color. She stumbled, then tried to escape when she thought no one was looking. But Tessa had anticipated this. She kicked Lily's knee hard, making her collapse to the ground.

“Let him have a sip and he’ll give you his creamer.” “Don’t scare him, Tasha. I really just want to talk. Come on.” Falcon hesitated before walking into the office. Tim blew me a kiss before shutting the door until it was almost shut. I sat at my desk and began to input the data again while straining to listen to their conversation. “Sorry about her, usually she’s bent over my desk at 8:30. Or one of the guys. It’s the best way to get my day started,” Tim informed him.

Tim is silent and looks dispirited. It's better than having my plan rejected, "So it's a yes!"

added Tim. *** The scheduled DNA testing is already here. Will it be exciting? Or traumatic?

Olivia, like a crazed animal, ripped up my job offer letter. I wanted to fight back, but then I caught a glimpse of the crimson numbers ticking down over her heart. Oh, it was almost her turn. Fine, I wouldn't argue with her anymore. Xavier sat there, silent as ever, busy texting his secretary, Yvette Snyder, the entire time. I went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. The mirror reflected my dull hair and the glowing red countdown pulsing against my chest. I checked my own timer. As it turned out, I didn't have much longer than Olivia. We were both dying. For the first time ever, I felt a strange, inexplicable pity for the woman.

Tilly: Use Xavier’s Aveline: No! Tilly: Alright 😭 I'll come pick you up by Aveline: You mean 7 p.m., right? Tilly: Obviously. What kind of psycho goes clubbing at 7 noon 😭

I said as I hugged one of Clyde's legs. "Jacob... Calm down... Tell me everything..." he said and held my arm to assure me that everything was going to be alright. "Clyde... There's two people, who were so weird and introduced themselves to me... The first one is a middle-age man and his name is Timothee. I... I was scared of him but there's something within me that says it's like I've known him for a long time. And there's this guy, sama as our age whose name is Minhyun SEO. And I look just like him," I said while trying to calm myself down.