Waiting On The Other Shoe To Drop Novels & Stories

I convinced myself but that earn a laid up from me. People will always come after me saying that there are no fairy tales, that I should stop obsessing about the life of Cinderella who waited for her right person to come. I wanted to meet someone who has my shoe—someone who will find wherever I am in this world. Sadly, I met the wrong Prince and I mistook someone else’s shoe as mine. I tilted my head. “And why am I the one who is looking for a shoe? Isn’t the other way around?” I murmured to myself before I annoyingly laid back on the ground.

All while praying hard he would forget it in the next sixty seconds. I take my own sweet time taking off my sneakers, opening the cabinet door, putting the sneakers in one of the shelves, carefully selecting one of the white slippers, drop the pair on the floor, and only then slip my feet into them. He quietly waits for me, not even muttering a single word as he patiently stands behind me. I really hope he has forgotten about the stupid reply.

"You probably want to use the money to make Bruno cut ties with me! But I'm telling you right now—dream on!" At her words, I paused for a moment. Why would anyone still like such a despicable man? No wonder people online say jerks and gold-diggers were made for each other. Well, I had no desire to waste any more time with someone like her. Thankfully, the race was over. I saw Liam running toward me, excited to share the joy of winning third place. From the corner of my eye, I saw Raine get up and lunge at me despite her pregnant belly.

Autumn gave her a fake smile as she puts the stilettos back into her feet. "I'm talking about your dark eye bags, Rosie. And you're welcome." Even if she already turned her back from Rosie, she knows that the girl was fuming. She won this round. She walked out from the hall like a winner. She was finally at the parking lot. She was almost limping because her shoes were killing her. As soon as she was inside her car,she removed her shoes again and threw it at the back. She heaved a sigh of relief as she steps into her comfy sandals.

“Where’d you hear about this place again?” The suit jackets twitched, and without hesitation, Shane ducked between the two racks. Ahead, he thought Amanda’s black heels flashed into a sea of hanging pant legs. “I honestly can’t remember. One of those deal emails I’m always getting, from who knows how many deal websites I’m always signing up for.”

- why don't you answer me? Is there something wrong? Just say something No answer, just lies down and no words, he looks so lost, Even more than me, I can't leave him like that, he won't survive any second, does he want to escape? It seems not, but who cares, I need him to stay alive and get back to Alex... So I just waited a few seconds, to talk to him again...

Wow! I waited this long to drop another banger.😅☺️ I was actually expecting this new month. So shall we continue? DROP A VOTE PLEASE 🥺

I asked, stepping forward towards her, in a bid to scare her into running, but then a car horn blew. "Timothy!" "Timothy!" We both shouted, before scurrying around to pick up our sling bags which were lying idly on the bed. "Maya, you haven’t chosen a shoe yet!" Naomi shouted, her eyes widening as she beheld my bare feet peeking out underneath the gown. "Oh, no.." I muttered, looking at the shoe rack. We had forgotten about that part. "You know what..? Just choose any shoe from my rack. I will go out and stall him." Naomi suggested, earning a sigh of relief from me.

"You'll never guess what happened! I found the perfect shoes! At midnight! Can you believe it?" I slid down the side of my car until I was sitting on the dirty concrete floor. "That's great, Sienna," I said, tears pricking my eyes. "That's just great." I listened to her chatter about heels and hemlines, while my heart broke quietly in an empty parking garage. We had been interrupted again. Denied again. But as I hung up the phone and sat there in the silence, I knew one thing for sure. The interruptions weren't going to stop us. They were just delaying the inevitable explosion. And when we finally collided... there would be nothing left standing.

Waiting. for the right moment to strike.