Novel & Cerita Twenty Years Later

Amaliah's eyes widened but she realized she didn't have to be too surprised. One year after she married Rafael, Sarah got married to a guy whose start-up company was still in the early stages back then and they didn't have a lot to live on but within a couple of years it had skyrocketed and was now valued at millions of dollars. Sarah was a kind person and they had kept in touch over the years, occasionally going for a girls' night here and a lunch date there.

She thought about what the last twenty years had been. Not what she had planned. Better than what she had planned in the ways that couldn't be planned and harder than what she had planned in the ways that turned out to be necessary. The Graymoor argument and the six weeks of distance and the mill and the formal mating and the birth and Aldric's letters and Mira's mediation and Carr's sixty-two percent and Kit's founding premise extended and Dorin's third ledger and Lena's smile and Sera's blank page and Wynn at the perimeter on the first morning of the twentieth year. All of it necessary.

"You still hate being early." Elena stopped breathing. The voice wasn't cold. It wasn't threatening. It was familiar. Painfully familiar. Slowly, Elena turned. The woman stepped from the shadows. Dark hair fell past her shoulders. Her posture was elegant. Unshakable. Older now. Harder. But her eyes, Elena knew those eyes. Evelyn Mercer smiled softly. “You remembered." Elena couldn't move. The world narrowed until only Evelyn existed. Twenty years. Twenty years of absence. Twenty years of forgetting. Twenty years of searching without realizing she was searching. “You left."

Ten Years Later Elena POV The graduation ceremony was being held outside on the university lawn and the sun was shining down on rows and rows of students in black caps and gowns, and I was sitting in the audience next to Adrian trying not to cry. Rose and Violet were graduating today. Our twin daughters who'd been through so much before they were even born, who'd survived Vanessa's conspiracy and grown up healthy and happy and absolutely brilliant, were graduating from university at twenty-two years old. "I can't believe they're this old," I whispered to Adrian.

Betty exclaimed while smiling at him and tap his shoulder to go and change his school uniform. Felix went to his room. When he was inside his room he sit in his bed and look at nowhere while he was thinking what has happened to him. "I never imagined that I always brought unlucky events to myself. When will it be stop?" Felix uttering those words to himself while he lie down in his bed. Two Months Later... Felix was still late in waking up every morning. Knowing that it was the day he will finally graduate from his Business Administration course. He was still lying in bed very calm while sleeping.

“I’m Dr. John. Can you tell me your full name, your age, and what year it is?” Maxwell answered without hesitation, the words effortless. “Maxwell Lohr. Twenty-two. It’s graduation week for the Class of 2020, right? We’re all supposed to be at the party tonight.” His gaze slid to me, warm honey and pure adoration. “Babe… you still haven’t come over here. What the hell’s going on?” My heart slammed against my ribs like it wanted out. Twenty-two. He thought he was twenty-two. Six brutal, beautiful, devastating years had been erased like they’d never happened.

Stanley said shortly. They began talking while each and every shared their thoughts until Stanley's name was heard from the entrance which gripped him almost instantly. As it was the face he had seen ten years ago , even though it has totally changed compared to ten years ago , he could still recognize the face and the voice. Stanley was still seated as his mind suddenly went blank and he didn't know what was happening at that particular moment until he was roughly pulled up by her. "Stanley it been ten years"Stanley could hear the angelic voice in his head but before he could react , soft lips collided with his lips, making him get glued In that particular spot.

Jade shrugged it off, “I was just telling you since I remembered and there is nothing wrong with our daughter, will you complain until she is out of our lives.” “Now you know that is not what I mean,” Mateo said with a pout. “Yes, I know but let’s just leave her to grow up, she will change if she wants to,” Jade said as he ran his hand through her soft fur and mumbled, “I hope she meets someone who will be the best for her.” *** Twenty years later

Alexander stepped in front of me — a wall of muscle and fury between me and the man who was supposed to be dead. "You're not real," he said. "I watched them bury you." Marcus Vance laughed. "You watched them bury a body bag full of sand, boy. I've been waiting twenty years for this moment." "Twenty years?" I stepped around Alexander. I wanted to see my father's face. Really see it. "You've been alive for twenty years. Watching me. While I cried myself to sleep thinking you were dead."

Looked out at the waking city. Two hundred and ten years. One last copy turned to slag and sea. Enough.