Novel & Cerita 장거리 연애

— Hmm, apparently you already know, right! — That he stayed all night talking to my cousin, he told me and said he was now, but calm to be able to talk to you. — Laís, I love you so much that I can't imagine living without him, it's been difficult, but in the end everything will work out. — Does Ana really believe that the long-distance relationship will work? — Why wouldn't Laís do it? "I don't know and that's honestly hard to believe!" "Well, believe me, you're coming to our wedding!" — So I wait more, now let's run, otherwise I propose we're super late for math class.

Love. END

“Anyway Lydia, here are the prints you asked for.” Lydia gave her a grateful smile as she placed the file on her desk, “Nothing really, just assistants and long distance relationships.” “Ugh,” she shrieked, “long distance scarred me for life and I would never do that shit again.” “How so?” I asked her. “Okay, Wendy, that’s enough now-“ Wendy went on against Lydia’s better wishes, “Long distance is literally the worst thing anyone can do to themselves. I would never advise anyone to do that because I know the hell I was put through.”

They walked up to us, and Dex stopped walking. "Hey, boss, the guys are still training." The shirtless one said. Dex nods. "I figured as much. I'm not here for that." He gives him a confused look until he looks at me. I look at him for a second and put my eyes on the ground. "Who is this?" He asked. "This is Grace. We are getting married in two days." They started laughing, causing me to look up at them. They looked at me, and the shirtless one shook his head.

, I said. "And short as fuck ". "When is your closet break?", I asked. "Next month ". I groaned "How long is it going to last?". "Like a week". I groaned again. "I hate long distance ", I mumbled. "We're in the same country", I said. "And you're 7 million kilometers away from me ", I grumbled. "Friday is in two days, and then I'll get to see you again ". "I can't wait ", I said smiling.

against his skin over and over until the words became part of their rhythm. When they came together, it was with foreheads pressed close, eyes open, breathing the same air. Afterward, tangled in the sheets with Damien’s hand resting over the phoenix like always, Kai spoke into the quiet. “Forty nights,” he murmured. “And we’re really doing this. Long distance. Hard choices. Both of us chasing big things while trying to hold onto each other.” Damien pressed a kiss to his temple. “We are. And we’re going to be shit at it sometimes. But we’ll be shit at it together.”

She was about to hang up the device when he heard him laugh softly on the other line. "I'm sorry, baby. I just want to hear more of your voice. It makes my mind relax, even your curses, baby," Andrius said gently on the other line. Anya sighed. She felt pity for Andrius. Perhaps if he was close to her, she would have no doubt and hugged him tightly. Only now did Anya think that a long distance relationship is very difficult. She also realized that she was fascinated by people who experience it. Who remains strong despite the distance from each other.

Jack awoke to the sound of the phone ringing. He cleared his throat, and answered “Hello?” There was static on the line and after a long pause, there was a response. He could faintly hear someone through the static, but the voice seemed far away. He repeated a hello, and the voice responded. “Hello? Jack? Can you hear me?” It sounded like Catherine’s voice but she sounded far away still, like maybe she had the phone upside down or was distracted. Maybe it had been a pocket dial? Catherine continued through the breaking and static “Jack. Can’t….talk...long...I’ve been...Jack? Be careful...love you” Before he could respond, the call ended.

Charlie set the things down and glanced at Rachel. "Your boyfriend." That was it. Short and to the point. Rachel's face flushed even deeper. Henry hurried over eagerly. "Babe, I bought you milk tea." "Who's your babe?!" Charlie and I exchanged a look and, without saying a word, slipped into the kitchen. "So they're really together," I said. "Mm." Charlie rinsed some fruit under the tap. "He's been in love with her for five years."

But, little did she know, Raylan stayed silent because he just couldn't bring himself to talk comfortably after 5 years of running away from home. The waiter brought out their coffee and cake. Their hands reach out. Lydia took two straws while Raylan took two spoons. They naturally brought their order to the table near the window and sat down. Without a word, Raylan put one spoon next to Lydia's cake. Meanwhile, Lydia plugged in a straw to Raylan's coffee. Even if they hadn't met for 5 years, each of their actions are still smoothly matched. 5 years at that moment seemed like nothing to them.