Today Tomorrow And Forever Novels & Stories

We'd found our way home to each other while this time nothing would tear us apart again. Forever started now. THE END

The Night Before That night, I lay awake, my mind racing with thoughts of tomorrow. Phoenix's words echoed in my mind: "Forever, my love." I smiled, feeling a sense of calm wash over me. Tomorrow, our bond would be sealed, our hearts eternally linked. I drifted off to sleep, visions of our future dancing through my mind.

‎ ‎The light. ‎ ‎Forever.

During one of the games, Zoe changed seats and sat beside me, quietly squeezing my hand under the table. I gave her a small reassuring smile. Back then, among all of us, Felix and I had been the first couple to get together. Everyone thought we would also be the first to get married. However, six years had passed, and somehow we were still only boyfriend and girlfriend. … By the time the party ended, most of our friends had already left. Only Felix, Zoe, Lucas, and I stayed behind. Zoe pulled me into a hug and whispered softly into my ear. "Sara, no matter what happens, don't wrong yourself for someone else."

Now, it would be rebuilt on truth. And the legacy would live on—forevermore.

There was more apartment for me to explore, yet with my new knowledge, I had a sense that going from room to room could be interpreted as snooping or invading someone else’s space. That was stupid. I was Dario’s wife. Regardless of whether he’d been married or in a long-term relationship, that was in the past. I was his present and future. Contessa could take her time warming up to me. We only had forever. Or as Dario said—now and forever.

My home. Forever. ----- **THE END**

No more endings. Just forever.

What forever looks like. But tonight? Tonight we just sleep. Together. Finally. Permanently. Home.

Everything. Eventually people dispersed. Returned to quarters. To rest. To prepare for tomorrow. For ceremony. For celebration. Thorne and I remained. Sitting under stars. Under moon. Under everything. Just being. Just together. Just real. "Tomorrow," I said. Not question. Statement. Certainty. Anticipation. "Tomorrow," he agreed. "Tomorrow we celebrate. Tomorrow we love. Tomorrow we choose joy. Together. Always together." "Always together," I echoed. "No matter what. No matter what comes. What happens. What ends. Together. Always together."