روايات وقصص ضمن Way To The Future

William took Rosaline on the house tour. He explained all the security details and what he planned with the house - the renovations and the things they needed to fix. The garage housed a ‘1967 Chevrolet Camaro’ that had Rosaline wide-eyed. “Is this..?” “Yes. It came with the house.” “Wow” “I’m so jealous.” “I’ll lend it to you after I fix it.” “You know how to fix cars?” “Not really. But I’m learning. Besides, I have time.” William shrugged.

Right now, the most important thing was to find forces that could help Tyler fight against the Hawkes. As for what would happen in the future… Well, Tyler was sure he'd be able to figure out a way to deal with it when the time came. Besides, Stephanie would return to him once she cooled off. When that time came, the Fords would help him out. After all, he was their future son-in-law. As Tyler planned out his future, his lips curled into a happy smile.

"Hubby, don’t bring that up. It’s really embarrassing. That night I insisted on carrying the old woman across the road…" She briefly described what happened. It matched what had occurred that night almost exactly. At that point, I was certain that the person messaging me really was Veronica from the future. That realization was absurd beyond belief. "Hubby, this is our secret. You’re not allowed to tell anyone else." Just as I was about to reply, Veronica’s voice suddenly rang out right beside my ear. "Andrew, come up here now and tell everyone what your plan for next quarter looks like."

Future me places a kiss on Osiris's cheek. “If I can save the colony, it will be worth it,” I tell Osiris. Before Osiris can stop me, I am running to the middle of the town square. My future self is so close that I can reach out and touch her. “I know you are here,” future me says to know one. “I think you can help me.” I look over my shoulders for anyone I might be talking to, but there is only me. “Are you talking to me?” I ask aloud, but my voice fades into nothing as it leaves my throat.

And the way he treated the future me was unbearably cold. In their chat history, there was only message after message from me asking about him, caring about him, trying to talk to him. For four whole years, he had barely responded. I still did not understand why I had suddenly traveled ten years into the future, and I understood even less how the confident, radiant girl I used to be had become so pitiful and meek. But now that I was here, I was going to end this dead marriage with my own hands. And as for the fire that ruined me back then, I was going to uncover the truth myself and slap every single person who slandered me with the evidence.

I haven't had time to think about you. He stared at me blankly. I did not say those things to hurt him or to show off. "I moved on from our relationship a long time ago. There are still many good things ahead of you. Start looking forward." With that, I stopped looking at him. I carried my daughter away. Nathan was waiting for us up ahead. I told him how Lily's mischief had nearly gotten her lost. "She's getting grounded when we get back. If she learns nothing from this, she'll run off again."

Two futures. And no clear way forward.

Toward him. Toward whatever future we would build—brick by bloody brick.

A future, a family, and a forever I could believe in. THE END!!!

Building the future we'd fought for. One second chance at a time. ---