Four Years Later Novels & Stories

4 MONTHS LATER DAY OF PROM NATALIE POV Ryan and I just celebrated our four-month anniversary. I feel so much better about everything. I am back to playing soccer even though it is the off-season. The grieving group has helped me so much. Cynthia is now one of my best friends. Even my grades are excellent.

若是仔细计较起来，那时两人还没领证，应该不算严格意义上的先婚后爱。 If she thought about it carefully, they hadn't registered their marriage back then, so it wasn't strictly a "marriage first, love later" situation. Thaddeus poured himself another glass of wine. He couldn't resist drinking more in this atmosphere. After drinking, he started talking more than usual, saying things he normally wouldn't. "Jessie, our love has a four-year-time difference. Can you wait for me?" he pleaded. Thaddeus lightly coughed and continued, "I've been working hard to make up for those four years. You don't have to do anything but to wait for me right where you are."

Kian’s eyes were red as he stared me down. “Four years. You’re actually alive?” His eyes raked over my faded linen dress. They landed on my mud-caked boots. Disgust twisted his features. “Why the hell are you dressed like this?” he blurted out. That sentence, that look of entitled disgust, threw me right back to that freezing night four years ago. The Crescent Moon pack was about to hold its “Beta Elite Trials.” To get him a nomination, I stood outside the camp for a whole night in forty-below weather. My legs nearly froze solid.

Chapter One Hundred And Ninety-Five Four Years Later "With all due respect, Miss Fernandez, we would only like to know our stand in these circumstances." Director Noah spoke up, "It's been four years. Now, I understand the Chairman is recuperating but isn't it strange that we don't even know what he's recovering from? And why has he refused to take over his duties?" Lana chuckled slightly as she leaned forward, placing both elbows on the huge mahogany desk in front of her.

God, anyone but them. It had been over four years since I last saw the guys. Four years since I saw Hades and Valerian. My heart hurts whenever I think of them. Yet, that doesn’t mean I stopped thinking about them. I think of them every passing minute every day. They’re the only guys that’s been in my mind since the pool party. That night, we shared a connection. I felt it.

Brushing my knuckles over her soft, warm skin, I say, “You’re more beautiful than I remember.” We stare at each other for an intense moment, and when I take a step closer to her, she moves backward. Her voice is still filled with caution as she says, “We have a lot to talk about, Xander.” Something akin to compassion fills her eyes. “It’s been four years.” Four fucking hard years. The last of the shock wears off, and my mind clears. For four years, I lived in perpetual hell without her, but maybe it wasn’t the same for her.

I just hope that she is prepared. “It started a little over four years ago….” ****

"I—I was just worried I might've blinded you and would have to pay for it!" Halbert chuckled, his breath warm as he leaned in just slightly, his voice a low murmur. "Hmm. But what about the people who are blind to what’s in front of them?" I stiffened. "I waited four years, Judy." His words settled heavily in the air, mixing with the scent of sweat, pine, and mint. Four years. A memory lurched forward, unbidden. A nickname. A moment. A promise unfulfilled. My face heated under his intense gaze, and just when I thought I might drown in it, he finally straightened up.

There was a beat of silence before I looked back at him. Kael’s eyes widened, the golden hue of them bright and alert, though clouded with something like disbelief. “So… you never got the chance to tell him?” His voice trembled faintly. “When did that happen?” “Nearly four years ago,” I replied quietly, the words falling like stones into a deep well. “You were just a baby then. Still in diapers.”

she walks out. *********************** Evan's eyes welled up with tears as he stood before his father's grave, the familiar ache in his chest returning. It had been four years since he'd last set foot in Arendelle, four years since his world was shattered. The memories came flooding back: the laughter, the tears, the arguments, and the ultimate tragedy.