Were They On A Break Novels & Stories

I continued, "Completing this wedding that I've put so much effort into is more important to me. Did you not notice? Every wedding photographer today deliberately avoided you. I'll edit the wedding video myself." Gabriel's face darkened as he pressed his lips tightly together. His eyes drilled into me as if he wanted to see right through me. "Are you breaking up with me?" I took a deep breath and met his gaze. "I think what I said at the vows ceremony was clear enough. I don't want to be with you."

Lunch Break: "So how will you spend your fall break?" Michael asked Maria. "Huh, What fall break? when?" Maria asked in utter confusion. "Weren't you paying attention in the class when Mr. Stele was telling us about the dormitory and fall break." Michael asked amused at the fact that Maria was not paying attention in the class. "No, I heard about the dormitory but not about the fall break, when is it and how long would it be?" Maria asked impatiently.

The constant togetherness, with only a couple hours’ break here and there, right? …right?

“You’re never going to stop bringing her up, huh?” I shrugged, too embarrassed to answer. “Well,” he said, sitting up and shifting closer to me, “if you must know, she and I are on a break.” I turned to him, startled. “What?” “We’re on a break." he repeated. “We had a huge fight last week. Haven’t heard from her in days.” “Oh. I’m sorry.” Nathaniel chuckled. “Why are you sorry? It wasn’t your fault. It’s always been like that with us. No wonder nobody takes our relationship seriously.”

And for the first time, neither of them felt like they were waiting for something to break the moment it got too calm. Because it wasn’t waiting anymore. It was continuing.

"You were right. I'm acknowledging it formally." "I want that in writing." "You'll get it on the twenty-eighth slide." He snorted. We ate the rest of it grinning. ... The cokes came after. Cold, fizzy, devastatingly necessary. We carried them back to our desks and got back to it. And something had shifted — not in the work itself, which remained exactly as tedious as it had been before the break — but in us. The food had done something. Restored some essential resource that sheer willpower couldn't manufacture. I could look at the screen again without my vision softening at the edges. My fingers found their rhythm.

"Yeah. Trey got his starting position. He got mad when he saw Trey using and said he didn't deserve to get his spot. He attacked him and said he would expose him to the school." Jude massages his temple. "God, I hate snitches." A terrifying thought crosses my mind. "What if they're tested at the school?" "They're getting a three-week break, it began yesterday after the last game," Grace provides. "If he doesn't use again, he'll be clear when he gets back..." her eyes find Jude, who has undoubtedly established himself as an expert in this matter. "Right?" "If it was what I suspect, yeah." "Wait. What is he still doing here if they're on break?"

Jameson says concerned. “I think it would be good for us to take a break, that way we’ll have a fresh perspective when we come back to it. We need a break, we’ve been at this for three weeks and we’re halfway done. We’re doing well; we just need time to rethink this.” I say and sit back. They need a moment to think about this. But I know I’m right. Everyone needs a break from work every now and then. Especially when you hit a wall, we need to rethink this separately.

“Can we talk privately? Just for one minute.” Livia did not want to give Keith this opportunity, but Eric, who had been silent, suddenly stood up and spoke. “Everyone, let’s take a break. It’s too tiring to continue the shoot, so we’ll resume in the afternoon.” Everyone had the good sense to stop their work at hand. Dominic was speechless as he thought, ‘So, am I invisible here?’ Keith cast a grateful glance at Eric. ‘My good brother! He’s really my best friend for life!’

“But honestly, I’m glad we didn’t start another scene.” Mia snorted, tossing her curls over her shoulder. “I’m still surprised. Last time, I thought they were going to rip each other apart.” I chuckled under my breath. She wasn’t wrong. Daniel and Ethan had been unbearable, constantly hovering and marking territory like I was some kind of prize. The break I’d asked for had worked wonders — for all of us. I’d finally had time to breathe, to focus on myself without feeling like I was being pulled in two different directions.