Tomorrow, And Tomorrow, And Tomorrow Novels & Stories

Tomorrow I smart. Tonight I only hold my mate. And hope it is enough. A little longer.

We thought it was tomorrow instead. Oh no

And tomorrow, everything would change.

A lot to plan. And tomorrow is going to be a long day.

Today was ours. And whatever tomorrow brings, we'll face it. Together. Like drowning. Like breathing. Like both.

“Rest now. Tomorrow, we continue.” I nod. Tomorrow, I’ll learn more. Tomorrow, I get stronger. Tonight, I’ll let myself breathe.

Less correctly than tomorrow. That has always been the whole standard.

I closed my eyes. Tomorrow, Mirabel. Tomorrow.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

I close my eyes. I think: tomorrow is going to have HR in it. Tomorrow is going to have PR in it. Tomorrow is going to have my mother calling me in it, and Sophie is yelling at me in it, and the entire world has opinions in it. Tomorrow is going to be loud. Tomorrow is going to be the kind of loud that the world has been for four days, and the kind of loud that the world is going to be for a long time.

A new message from Adrian. “Tomorrow, pet. Be ready.”