All Chapters of The Sound Of Your Heart : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ERINAs I went about my morning routine, my mind couldn't help but drift back to the strange absence of Clark's usual morning text. It was unlike him to miss even a single day of showering me with his sweet, albeit slightly annoying, gestures. I tried to push the thought aside, convincing myself that maybe he was just preoccupied with something else.I took a deep breath as the lukewarm water cascaded down my body, washing away the remnants of another sleepless night. The steam filled the bathroom, creating a hazy veil around me as I stood under the showerhead. I reached for my phone, unable to resist the urge to check it once again.No new messagesI let out a sigh of disappointment, feeling a mix of frustration and longing swirl inside me. He had promised to stay in touch and be there for me. But as the days turned into a week, his messages became sporadic, his presence in my life fading like a distant memory.I shook my head, determine

MILES Ever since that night, I could hardly stop worrying about Tyler. The image of him sobbing into my arms, consumed by deep anguish and distress, haunted me. It was a harrowing experience for us both, one that left an indelible mark on our lives. But what troubled me most was the fact that Tyler, a strong and compassionate man, had become a victim of sexual harassment. Tyler was never one to objectify others. He possessed a genuine respect for everyone he encountered, valuing their worth beyond mere physical appearances. He understood the importance of consent and boundaries, always making sure he treated others with kindness and decency. But unfortunately, these principles were not reciprocated. I took a deep breath and focused my attention on the class. The walls of the small classroom seemed to close in on me, amplifying my worries and making it harder to concentrate. I couldn't help myself from playing with my pen, spinning it deftly between my fingers in an attempt to ca

MILES I took a deep breath and plastered a smile on my face. It was Saturday morning, and today was the day I had been looking forward to all week. As I stood in front of the mirror, I assessed myself with both excitement and nervousness. My clothes were neatly pressed, and my hair, though perpetually unruly, looked decent after a careful comb through. "Miles! Your date is here!" my older brother, Jackson, yelled from downstairs, his voice filled with amusement. I rolled my eyes, both embarrassed and grateful that he had reminded me. He always had a knack for teasing me, especially when it came to matters of the heart. I hurriedly ran my hand through my hair one last time, trying to tame any stray strands that might misbehave. I am satisfied with my appearance—at least as much as I could be. "Coming!" I yelled back, and I heard Jackson and Tyler continue their hushed conversation in the living room. I was in the middle of getting ready to head out when I abruptly remembered

ERIN I let out a sigh of frustration as I stood in front of the mirror, contemplating my outfit. The once-confident version of myself seemed to have vanished, replaced by an overwhelming sense of self-doubt. It was a familiar feeling that had plagued me for years, but today it seemed stronger than ever. My reflection stared back at me, highlighting every flaw, real or imagined. The crop top, once appealing, now seemed loud and attention-seeking. The skirt, a symbol of femininity and allure, felt tight and restrictive against my body. Suddenly, the entire ensemble seemed inappropriate, as if I was desperately trying too hard to be noticed. Gazing at my reflection, I pushed the skirt down, trying to make it appear more modest. But as I held it at knee-length, it lost the essence of its original design, becoming a mediocre compromise instead. Frustration swelled within me as I realized that no matter what I did, my perception of myself would remain tainted by the voice of insecurit

TYLER I groaned as I rolled over in bed, my dog, Jack, lazily wagging his tail as he looked up at me. It had been one of those lethargic days where time seemed to pass at a snail's pace and motivation was nowhere to be found. I had resigned myself to spending the rest of the day in bed when the shrill ring of my phone broke the monotony. Without much enthusiasm, I picked up the call, expecting it to be another mundane conversation. Instead, to my surprise, it was Jackson, Miles' older brother. His voice crackled through the phone with a sense of urgency. "Hey, buddy, I need a huge favor. Can you do me a solid?" I raised my eyebrows, intrigued by the sudden change of pace. "Of course, Jackson. What's up?" He explained that his younger brother, Miles, had been attending a piano session at Caleb's house, but something had come up, preventing Jackson from picking him up. Understandably, he couldn't leave his prior commitments, and he desperately needed someone to pick Miles up and a p