Romans & histoires Wait Novel

Things didn't go as I planned, as the person I was anxiously waiting for to show up in the store didn't show up, each time any staff welcomed someone new I stop what am doing to see who has entered, but each time I got disappointed. I wrapped my day as I packed my things preparing to leave, I had to call Matthew to let him know how today went, picking up my phone, I dialed his number and as I waited patiently for him to pick up, he picked on the second ring, "Hey, how are you? Any good news?" he asked, "Am good, but no good news, she didn't show up, waited for hours and still nothing," I said sounding disappointed. "Don't worry honey, we'll get it one way or the other, just be patient, he sa

How it made me feel I couldn’t ignore those feelings. When I fall asleep, it was very late. The next morning a knock make me wake up from my sleep. I got up and open the door. A maid was standing there with a smile. “Luna, alpha was waiting for you at the breakfast table.” She informed politely. I looked at the clock, and it was already late. Then why he was still waiting for me at breakfast? Didn’t he need to leave for training? “Tell him I will come down in five minutes,” I said, and she left nodding.

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.

“Bleiz, by the time you see this letter, I will have already left. As for where I went, I don’t know either, but you won’t find me. As for why I left, the reason is simple: I don’t want to wait anymore.” “I don’t understand. How much longer do I have to wait for you to take me away? Will you one day lie to me and say that I have to wait for your and Mona’s child to grow up, get married, and have children, or wait until you’ve grown old with her before you leave with me?” “Bleiz, my youth is also limited. I don’t want to continue waiting for you based on an empty promise that has no end in sight. Let’s say goodbye here. We will never meet again.”

He said, “I’m busy. I don’t have time.” Thinking of this, he somehow got restless. He pulled out his phone and typed a message. [Send me your address. I’ll pick you and Tyler up tomorrow.] He frowned, deleted it, and typed again. [Where are you and Tyler staying? I’ll come get you tomorrow.] He drew in a breath and pressed send. Sending failed. The soda can hit the floor with a loud clang. Matthew’s brow furrowed. He opened the company group chat in a hurry. He could not find it.

Let's just hope she kept to that timeline. I returned to my room and laid down on the bed, setting my alarm for two hours. The most effective way to wait for an advent was to be unconscious during the time you wait. I tossed and turned on the bed half the time I was supposed to use in sleeping. I kept checking my phone for the time at two minutes intervals and every minute somehow stretched itself into an hour. I didn't really understand the feeling I was having, not like I was expecting a wedding or a birthday or graduation. I sighed, the hour finally came, my phone alarm rang but I didn't have the enthusiasm I had before. I got up and shut the alarm. My eyes caught the pass card of the rog

Dunlop West I dropped William off at school, but I didn’t see Zion waiting for him as usual. They used to wait for each other every day. If I dropped William at school before Zion arrived, William would usually stand to wait for him and if Hazel dropped Zion before William arrived, Zion would wait. Zion was always the one waiting the majority of the time because Hazel really loved being early. It was weird to see that Zion wasn’t waiting, maybe Hazel was on her way bringing him over. Or maybe Hazel’s rule on our informality had affected Zion’s waiting

Waiting for someone to tell him what to do. Waiting for it all to end.

Just us. *Waiting.*

Outside the city woke up. Oblivious to how close it had come to breaking. Valentine stayed awake. Not because she was scared of tomorrow. Because she was already building it. And whatever came next would find her waiting.