Novel & Cerita Today Tomorrow Forever

I smiled. ***** - Jason - We were back at her apartment. Admittedly, I pinched myself a few times on the way to make sure it wasn't a dream. Apparently it wasn't. I was here and this was real. Then it dawned on me. The next day was my last full day here as I was leaving early the day after. Then, it would be another month till I had her in my arms again. "What's wrong?" she asked me as she finished her tea and placed the cup in the dishwasher. "Tomorrow is my last day here. I leave on Monday morning," I told her, evidently disappointed as she was walking back towards where I was sitting. She put her arms around me from behind me, taking me somewhat by surprise. "We'll just have to make the b

I picked her up and walked to the nearest chair, sitting atop it, she straddled me, burying her face in the nook of my neck. “I promise you, I will work at being the wife you deserve,” she whimpered. And with how her body shook as she spoke, I knew she was crying. “Sh... you already are. I’m looking forward to forever with you, Dr. Estera Roberts Sterling,” I breathed and took her lips. “Forever will never be enough to spend with you, my darling husband,” she replied, fervently, against my lips. My heart soared. ***THE END***

She was mine now, Tonight, Tomorrow, Forever. And I will burn the whole fucking world to keep it that way.

Tomorrow you'll be mine forever. Tomorrow I am getting married again. Everything else could wait one more day.

Fully. Forever.

Only us. Forever.

The tiny, folded slip of paper , Ethan Grant’s phone number , had become my personal religion. For fourteen agonizing days, it had lived tucked deep inside the stitching of my uniform apron, a burning coal against my skin. Two weeks. I had survived two weeks of perfect silence, two weeks of scrubbing floors and polishing secrets, pretending the warm pressure of his lips on my cheek had been nothing but a fever dream.

I say and my voice is shaking. "Calm down Laya, I've a court can we meet tomorrow morning?" He says calmly. "Well, can I see you tomorrow at 08:00 am?" "See you at Plasa place then." "Okey. Thank you." *Flashback* 3 years ago... It's Tuesday and I've missed the class of Mr. Finn "Corporation Module" as a result, I didn't give him the assignment. "Hey! Where have you been? Mr. Finn was asking about you, and Why you've asked me to attend your class? " Selly says.

In that moment, I felt genuinely fortunate to still have a retreat, a solid foundation to fall back on. Then my phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. As if possessed, I answered. The blast of club music screamed in my ear, along with the wild, drunken howls of a crowd. I frowned, ready to hang up until a familiar voice slurred through the chaos. Clearly drunk, Dario shouted, “To hell with marriage! To hell with family! I’m free now—no one can control me! Damn, it feels so good!” Around him, a chorus of jeers and cheers erupted.

About the wedding tomorrow. Yes, the wedding was tomorrow. ----