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The Shape of Silence

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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-07-08 14:31:21

POV: Amelia

The morning sunlight flooded the room, seemingly indifferent to the events of the night before.

Amelia stood at the sink, washing a coffee mug that didn’t belong to her. The water was scalding hot, but she didn’t mind. She had been scrubbing it for what felt like forever, as if the mug held some hidden truths she desperately needed to wash away.

Behind her, Adrian was moving quietly. Too quietly. She sensed he was trying to give her some space. It annoyed her, but at the same time, she craved it.

The weight of the previous evening still rested heavily on her chest. The almost-kiss, the way his breath gently brushed her lips, the way he said her name with such tenderness, and how she had flinched back like a coward.

Sleep had barely come to her, not just out of guilt, but from fear, the fear that she had taken something genuine and left it suspended in the air, unfinished and raw.

“Coffee’s fresh,” Adrian called from behind her.

She nodded without turning around. “Thanks.”

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  • What the Heart didn't Know   The Shape of Silence

    POV: AmeliaThe morning sunlight flooded the room, seemingly indifferent to the events of the night before.Amelia stood at the sink, washing a coffee mug that didn’t belong to her. The water was scalding hot, but she didn’t mind. She had been scrubbing it for what felt like forever, as if the mug held some hidden truths she desperately needed to wash away.Behind her, Adrian was moving quietly. Too quietly. She sensed he was trying to give her some space. It annoyed her, but at the same time, she craved it.The weight of the previous evening still rested heavily on her chest. The almost-kiss, the way his breath gently brushed her lips, the way he said her name with such tenderness, and how she had flinched back like a coward.Sleep had barely come to her, not just out of guilt, but from fear, the fear that she had taken something genuine and left it suspended in the air, unfinished and raw.“Coffee’s fresh,” Adrian called from behind her.She nodded without turning around. “Thanks.”

  • What the Heart didn't Know   Almost

    POV: Adrian---The rain came back just before midnight.Not the kind that roared and demanded attention, just a soft, steady rhythm against the windows, the kind that felt like a memory.Adrian stood near the hallway, arms folded as he listened. The house had finally gone quiet… or so he thought.Then came the sharp, sudden sound of crying.Not Amelia.Nora.He moved without thinking.When he reached her room, he found her on the floor, arms wrapped around her knees, sobbing hard. Her little shoulders trembled, and she was rocking herself back and forth like she was trying to disappear.Amelia knelt beside her, whispering in a soft, panicked voice. “It’s okay, baby. I’m here. You’re safe.”But Nora wasn’t hearing her.“I hate this place!” she screamed. “I hate the windows! I hate the beds! I hate the way everything smells!”Adrian's chest tightened. He’d seen combat breakdowns, soldiers curled up just like that, minds stretched thin by fear and grief. But seeing it in a child? That h

  • What the Heart didn't Know   A visitor from the past

    The atmosphere in the safehouse was calm.Morning sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting warm, golden designs on the walls. It was one of those rare mornings when everything felt peaceful. Nora was at the dining table, busy with her colored pencils and humming a gentle melody. Meanwhile, Amelia sat nearby, her coffee neglected in her hand, watching the steam rise like signals from a different world.The events of the previous night were still fresh in her mind—the soothing sound of Adrian’s voice, the comforting warmth of his shoulder close to hers, and the silence that felt more meaningful than words. It frightened her how effortlessly she could slip into that space with him, yet it also brought her a sense of comfort.Just as she was starting to unwind, there was a knock.Not loud, but deliberate.Adrian’s boots shuffled across the hardwood floor as he made his way to the door. "I’ll get it."Amelia barely managed to nod before the door swung open, and she froze.A reco

  • What the Heart didn't Know   The Calm Before

    (POV: Adrian)"The city outside was unusually quiet.The rain from last night had washed the skyline clean, leaving behind a sky so pale and soft it looked almost like a dream. The safehouse was in a quieter part of town, surrounded by trees that whispered instead of making a racket. For the first time in ages, Adrian didn’t feel the usual weight of urgency sitting on his shoulders.Inside, the house was peaceful. Amelia and Nora were still snoozing.Adrian leaned by the kitchen window, nursing a cup of black coffee that had gone cold ages ago. His mind drifted back to the previous night, remembering how Amelia had broken down in his arms, the quiver in her voice when she whispered she might be the issue.He hadn’t really known what to say then. But he held her close. And maybe, just maybe, that was enough for that night.A soft sound pulled him back, and he turned around. It was Amelia.She stood barefoot in the doorway, wearing one of his old T-shirts and pajama pants. Her hair was

  • What the Heart didn't Know   You can't save me from myself

    The rain gently tapped against the windows, just a calming beat in the background. The storm from last night had blown over, but inside Amelia, things were still a bit chaotic. The walls of the new safehouse were stark white, quiet, maybe too quiet. It didn’t feel like home. Honestly, nothing had felt like home for ages.Adrian was somewhere in the kitchen, making sure the locks were secure again. He hadn’t slept much, and she could see it in the way his shoulders hung a bit lower today and how tense his jaw was when he thought no one was watching. Nora was finally snoozing on the couch, curled up with her stuffed rabbit. Her fever had dropped, but it had shaken Amelia more than she wanted to admit. Leaning by the window, she wrapped her arms around herself. Outside, everything looked normal, cars were driving by, and people were strolling along. But inside her head, the world felt different, and this time, she wasn’t sure if she could keep up.“You good?” Adrian asked softly.“Do yo

  • What the Heart didn't Know   The man in the shadows

    Adrian's POVThe storm had blown over, but you could still feel its vibe hanging around.The fireplace still had a hint of woodsmoke in the air. The wine glasses were left untouched from the night before, half-filled and still warm to the touch. Adrian hadn’t really moved for hours. He was perched on the edge of the couch, one hand casually resting across his lap while the other was close to Amelia's head as she curled up beside him. He knew she hadn’t meant to doze off, especially not in his arms, but she did, and it felt right.Amelia hadn’t meant to fall asleep. He could sense the tension still hanging onto her even in her sleep. Her fingers would twitch every now and then, and her breathing was shallow and a bit uneasy. Not a word was exchanged after the kiss—not when she pulled away, and not when he quietly pulled her back so she wouldn’t have to be alone.He didn’t bother trying to analyze what had just happened. Some moments were just too raw for logic. It was all about the hea

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