Time Apart Novels & Stories

Part of me hoping, stupidly, for Nathan’s name to be waiting on the screen. Nothing. No messages. No missed calls. I stood still a second and frowned. The time difference nudged my thoughts into math: Thailand would be deep into the night now, maybe close to morning. He’d said he’d call back “soon,” but soon is different when you’re twelve time zones apart and sprinting between obligations. “Okay,” I murmured to myself. Don’t spiral. Give it structure.

He knew that her career was important to her now, but he could not accept it at all because it was for a year. There were 365 days in a year, which meant that they would have to be in a state of separation for 365 days. Moreover, Winsterdam was not close to Detroit. It would take more than two hours if they drove at high speed on the whole highway. He would still be able to accept it if it was a nearby city, like the small town. It would take him forty minutes to drive there, so he could go back and forth every day in the worst case scenario. However, it would be too exhausting to be driving for more than two hours back and forth!

Corbin and I lived in the same apartment building, just one floor apart. Yet it felt like we were in two completely different worlds. I never bumped into him around the neighborhood anymore. I figured he was purposely giving me the cold shoulder. However, this time, I did not go running after him demanding to know why like I used to. Once my SAT scores came in, I went ahead and applied to a school down south. During that time, Mabel had mentioned me in the group chat, saying, [Denise, I went through all my old revision materials and put them together for you. Do you want me to drop them off tomorrow?]

Enough to remind them both that the distance between them was no longer measured in years. No longer measured in grief. No longer measured in separation. Now it was measured only in heartbeats. And for the first time in a very long time, neither of them intended to let that distance remain.

“It’s daytime in the United States.” That was when she remembered the time difference between Cador and abroad. She gently smacked her forehead and softly said, “Ah! “I forgot. Am I disturbing you at work?” The person on the other end laughed lightly. His voice was clear and mellow. “There’s a video conference later.” “When are you coming back?” asked she, and immediately realized she had crossed the line, so she quickly added, “I miss you.” “The day after tomorrow,” said Daniel rather warmly.

Alina asked as soon as she entered his cabin. "How may I help you, Miss Martin ?" Anton asked. "Stop with this nonsense already. What's wrong with you?" Alina asked angrily. "See, Alina, you need to calm down first. And I need some space. " Anton said. "Why are you being so distant? I didn't accept your proposal, but we were friends, right? How can you treat me like that?" Alina asked with broken voice. "Alina, I need time and space, so please excuse me." He said rudely. Alina couldn't believe that he could talk to her that way. She left the cabin with tears.

Alice said. She glimpsed at Wes for only a second. Forgetting a moment back she did not even want to blink. That mere second, she regretted once she looked back. She blinked a few times hoping, praying that he would reappear again. Could it be her mind playing a joke on her? Fifteen years have passed, and every day she wished, prayed to get only a glance of him. Her eyes searched through the room. “Where - Where did he go?” She murmured

"Next up is Daniel and his group." Miss Close announced. Everyone had to do a presentation on Cold War. Unlike Daniel, Jenna worked independently even though she was supposed to be in his group but later she found out that working independently gave more marks. She idiotically left them last minute and rushed all the work for her presentation. She felt so dumb for not choosing to be in a group after seeing that everyone was in a group, except for her.

I slowly sat on her side but I still obverse a space between us—at least 1 meter. "Okay, so last night w-we f-fu-ck? R-right? C-can you t-tell me w-what happen e-exactly? B-but don't tell w-what happened w-while we were e-exactly d-doing it..." I said nervously but I want to appear as calm as possible...

No matter how bad we fight, we give a break to the fight and talk with each other. The advantage of giving a break is that it solves the matter and we become closer to each other. We do meet in Ahmedabad when he comes to meet me. I give an excuse for going out with him at home. But it's only for short periods of time, only for two hours. We get the time to see each other and talk. More than one month of our long-distance relationship passed. No one from my family knows about us. Aarav tells me that his family knows about our relationship.