Wait Novel Novels & Stories

Chapter 6 Eve The fateful day I'd been waiting for dawned bright and clear . . . yet, there was a heavy feeling in my heart. Palpable excitement throbbed in the air, as people went about getting ready for the preparation of the upcoming launch. The company was launching their first ever simless mobile phone and the team and I, had worked on it for some time now. We were the brains behind it, and as such, it was a particularly exciting time for us.

"Why is this taking so long?" Daven muttered, glancing at the Rolex on his left wrist for what felt like the hundredth time. Today was the day Rio had promised to deliver the information he’d been waiting for—and Daven was growing increasingly impatient. He didn’t want to hear it over the phone. He needed solid proof. Something undeniable. While waiting for Rio’s update, Daven had found it nearly impossible to focus on work. His thoughts kept drifting back to SunCity. And if he was being honest—he couldn’t stop thinking about that child.

"Yeah, I'm good. Let's go," I said back. As soon as I fastened my seatbelts on, Nathaniel drives the car away from the mansion. Then, I studied my phone to check not just for the updates on the name list, but I am also patiently waiting for someone's text message. While waiting for my phone to ding, I kept checking the Deadpool if someone's name got eliminated. It has been a day since I haven't gotten any update about my list as I focused on our pack's list recently.

He wondered whether he had become so focused on building his future that he'd forgotten to include Ava in his plans the thought lingered longer than he wanted but before he could examine it further, his phone lit up. A message from Vanessa don't forget tomorrow's event everyone important will be there Noah stared at the message then at the city then back at the message he didn't realize it yet, but those words everyone important will be there were beginning to shape the way he viewed the world and eventually they would shape the worst decision of his life.

Camila smiled faintly this time, and the expression looked more honest than any smile she had worn before. “I don’t know yet. Somewhere this city can’t follow me.” I stood up quickly. “Camila—” “Don’t miss the game tomorrow,” she interrupted softly. “He waited thirteen years for that seat to be filled.” She turned as if to leave, then stopped once more. “And Clara?” “Yes?” “When he looks at you tomorrow, don’t look away.” Her smile trembled slightly. “I saw what it did to him every time you did.” Then she walked away.

Some mornings still hurt. Some nights she still wondered whether Noah thought about her. But the pain no longer controlled every part of her life. Her phone buzzed. A news notification appeared across the screen. Volkov-Laurent Wedding Plans Expected to Be Announced Soon. She stared at the headline for several seconds before locking the phone. No tears came. No panic. Only a quiet ache that reminded her some wounds simply needed more time. Tessa noticed. “You okay?” Ava smiled softly. “I will be.”

Lane left because she found out and got heartbroken? Someone even deliberately tagged me again. I stared at it, confused, and typed a question mark: [Was there such a thing? I honestly didn’t know about it.] Then, they started sending me videos.

She waited. The whole process of waiting felt bad. It was just like the feeling before she got a divorce. The suspense, uncertainty and worry were suffocating. Time passed by, one second after another. Finally, Bellamy's call came and Waverly answered it immediately. "How much longer do you need to reach A Country? I'll pick you up," he said in a low voice. "About an hour." She replied, "Did something happen? I called, but you didn't pick up."

"Redo the invitations. Pick out new gowns." "If she thinks I'm not showing her enough respect, then I'll throw her one grand enough to settle it." The man hesitated, then said quietly, "But that date next week may have to change." Julian's hand stilled. "Why?" "The Vaughn heir is holding his wedding that day." "A few of the neutral families have already sent word that they've agreed to attend the Vaughn event." The study went quiet for a moment. Julian's face darkened a shade.

It was a bit tricky getting it shipped overnight to Washington so he could fly in, but it was worth it. When his mate died, Landon buried himself into any motor he could find. He had enjoyed working on them before her passing, but when the tragic event left him crippled, he could find solace doing nothing else. So, he always brought it with him. Landon followed the GPS and noted it should only take fifteen minutes to meet the girl Vincent called Brooklyn. If Vincent wasn’t willing to waste thirty minutes of his time for his fiance, he was wondering what kind of a connection they actually had.