Semua Bab The Sound Of Your Heart : Bab 11 - Bab 20

TYLERAs the final bell rang, signaling the end of another eventful day at Adamson High School, I made my way to Miles' locker, accompanied by the mischievous twins, Klaus and Clark. We had become inseparable ever since we formed a close-knit group in middle school, bonding over shared interests and a love for soccer.Tomorrow marked the finals of the prestigious interschool soccer competition we had been participating in for months. Our team, the Adamson Tigers, had made it to the ultimate showdown after countless hours of relentless practice and unwavering determination. Excitement surged through my veins as I considered the possibility of inviting Miles to watch the game and share in our final triumph.As I approached Miles' locker, the mischievous twins exchanged playful smirks. Klaus, with his dark hair and a mischievous glint in his blue eyes, nudged me teasingly. "So, are you finally going to ask him?"I rolled my eyes, feigning nonchalance

MILESFriday came, and the classes of all senior levels at Adamson High were canceled for this much-awaited day. Today was the finals for the interscholastic soccer competition, and I was getting ready to watch the game live. As a passionate fan, of Tyler I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement coursing through my veins.Sitting on the edge of my bed, I carefully tied my shoelaces, preparing for an afternoon filled with shouts of celebration and exhilarating moments. Suddenly, I almost jumped when I heard a loud yell coming from downstairs."I hate you two! I hate you!" I heard Jackson's voice echo through the house. I just shook my head and contemplated ignoring the commotion and carrying on with my day.It had been a while since Jackson returned from his military deployment, and I hadn't found the courage to tell him the truth. I knew deep down that it was only a matter of time before he discovered the horrible secret I had been hiding.

MILESAfter Tyler and I had dinner at his place, we decided to stop by his café. Undeterred, we approached the café, its tall glass windows providing a glimpse of the cozy interior within. Tyler fumbled for his keys, his eyes reflecting a mix of excitement and determination. "Want some Hot chocolate?" he asked, a twinkle of excitement in his voice."Sure!" I enthusiastically said as I nodded in response.Curiosity piqued, I followed him to the side entrance of the café. With a careful twist of the key, the heavy glass door swung open, inviting us into the enchanting world within. The room was bathed in shadows, but the gentle glow of the street lamps delicately illuminated the space, casting a soft and mysterious ambiance.We stepped inside, and the familiar aroma of freshly brewed coffee tickled our noses, even in the absence of bustling customers. The café's charm remained intact, with quaint wooden tables and chairs neatly arranged across the r

CHARLESI cautiously followed Klaus as he stormed into the other room, his face contorted with anger. It was unusual to see him so enraged, but given the circumstances, it was understandable. I had watched the entire drama unfold, witnessing Jessica and Sophie mercilessly humiliating Clark, Klaus' twin brother.We entered an empty room, the air thick with a mysterious stillness. The silence seemed to amplify the darkness, making it almost tangible. Yet, amidst the obscurity, a sliver of moonlight filtered through the glass wall, illuminating the space with an ethereal glow. We found ourselves standing on a balcony, overlooking a city's skyline, as the moon hung gracefully in the night sky. The sight was captivating, and we stood side by side.As the moonlight gently illuminated the room, casting a soft glow on Klaus' face, I could see the turmoil in his eyes. His anger had subsided, replaced now with a mixture of sadness and regret. It was evident that he

ERINIt was a typical Saturday morning, with the sun lazily peeking through the curtains, casting soft golden rays across my bedroom. But unlike every other weekend, this morning felt different. I found myself lying on my bed, unable to shake off the memories of the previous night. It was one of those inexplicable moments that seemed to have left an indelible mark on my soul.As I stared at the plain white ceiling, my mind began to rewind the events that had unfolded. My heart was pounding, and my mind was racing, replaying the moment over and over again. That kiss, Clark's warm, soft, and gentle lips-I still feel it now. But what did it mean? Did it mean anything at all?I touched my lips, still tingling from the unexpected contact. It was the kind of kiss that ignited sparks, sent shivers down my spine, and made me question everything I thought I knew. But why? We were just friends, or so I thought. We had never crossed that line before, and now I couldn