Time To Move On Memes Novels & Stories

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My phone buzzed and a text from Lily popped up on my screen. ["Aubree! Guess what? I got accepted into veterinary school! They gave me a scholarship! I can't believe it! Thank you for everything. I love you so much ❤️❤️❤️"] I stared at the message until my vision blurred with tears. She was alive, and she was healthy, not just healthy, but she was going to be a veterinarian just like she dreamed. I pressed my hand against my chest where it hurt. This was why I was here, it was just the remaining six months for the contract to end, and I would start afresh and forget about it all.

Unknown time until everything changes. The countdown has begun.

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"A year can seem quick, but in reality, it's not baby girl. A year is a long time to grieve, it's a long time to hold on to what no longer exists. I'm not saying you should have forgotten about Archie by now. I'm not saying you should ever forget about him, because I certainly won't. I'm not saying that you'll never not have a love for him or forget the time and memories that you shared." He takes a breath while drinking some water before turning back to face me once more. "But what I am saying is it's ok to move on. You're young and still have so much of your life to live, Molls, and no matter what happened you know Archie would want the same. although..."

It is obvious he had seen the time too because he saw it doesn't mean that he is going to talk about it "I don't want you to focus on the time, for now, let's just brush it aside for a moment. What I want you to look at right now is the date. What does it say? let me help you to save time okay? today is Thursday 23rd May. If you did not know, now you do," he blurred out.

TAYLOR’S POV It’s been exactly four days since Liam’s birthday and my dad informing us that we would be moving to New York. Ever since then, Liam has been calling and texting me, but I have just ignored him. I did not want to think of him even though I had the urge to pick up the call or just send him a text, but I hold back, realizing that things will never be the same as they used to be. Luckily, it is our school holiday time and I do not have to see him or get bullied by the whole school about what happened during the birthday party. But I’m pretty sure Melissa, that bitch, has already spread it to the whole school via social media.

But I believe we did good, in reminding ourselves that truth mattered, and that Ava, is the most important, in all of this. We are still healing, as I've said and it's going to take time, for us to move on from the pain, the betrayals and any other thing in which we felt, in connection to all of this. There have been times, where those painful memories, have tried to taunt me and take me back to that really hurtful place, but then seeing my daughter, smiling at me and demanding for my attention, gives me a reason each time, to be in the present and grip on the good.

Three years had gone by, and here we were, still at the starting line. I lowered my head, not expecting anything anymore. I knew Eric would go back on his word the moment Tiffany shed a tear. So, they brought me to the pack's Sacred Hall, where the statue of the Moon Goddess stood tall in the center. The flame around the altar pulsed with a cold, piercing light. The elder overseeing the ritual looked grave as he warned me, "The Memory Offering is one of the oldest forbidden rites. It burns your wolf and projects your memories for all to see.

In less than five minutes, years of my life in Haryndale were laid out on the secretary's tablet. After reading it, Grandpa's expression darkened. "Make the call. It's time for Justice Corp to go under."