Ascending Hearts Novels & Stories

she yelled Silas placed his hand on her shoulder. “Do you feel any pain in your chest?” He asked Fiona raised her brow in puzzlement. “What?” “You don't, right? That is because you have a healthy heart. That boy is suffering from heart failure and that seizure could've killed him if I hadn't been there so yes, his life is more important” Fiona's eyes whelmed up, “I can't believe you're saying this,” Silas ascended the stairs, paying her fuss no attention.

He had always been proud and cold, always the one standing above everyone, giving orders. But now, he was crying like a child who'd been kicked out of his own home. If this were the past, my heart would have immediately softened. I would have rushed to hold him. But now, I felt like I was watching the end of a pathetic play. Once the curtain falls, it's over. My heart was calm, untouched. People are like that. When you hold something in your hand, you toss it around carelessly. Only when it's thrown away do you realize you want to pick it back up.

He looked engrossed in the piece. I nervously looked at the drawing and wished I had covered it or hadn’t drawn it in the first place. “Honestly, I don’t know. I let my mind and hand take the lead.” “Interesting,” Professor Burns looked at me with his eyebrows furrowed. “Art that comes from the heart has a different way of expressing itself. It happens naturally without you even thinking about it and that,” he turned to address the class, “is how true art is made. It requires no thought, simply just let your soul take control and once you can achieve that, you will be one of the greatest artists of your time.” He walked around the room, looking at everyone.

" I frowned at her while she shook her head in fear. "No sir, she is not feeling quite well so she won't be able to report today." She dropped the bombshell the same time my heart skipped a bit. "What the hell happened to her?" I hollered with eyes as wide as a saucepan. "She is suffering from a heart disease." She knotted her hands together. "What the hell are you talking about?" I slammed my fist on her table, making her panic. "Her boyfriend broke her heart so she is mentally unstable and she is nursing her heartache." She looked at the floor, fear evidently written on her.

All Hearts! "

Wiping my tears, I made my way to the office. As I stepped inside, the sterile scent of medical equipment filled my senses, and my heart raced in anticipation. The doctor's somber expression hinted at the gravity of the situation. "Your mother has cancer and needs to be admitted immediately," the doctor said, his words hanging heavily in the air, each syllable landing like a weight upon my chest. The world around me seemed to blur as the reality of the statement sunk in. Admitted immediately – the urgency of the situation echoed in those words.

My heαrt wαs pounding so hαrd it felt like it might burst out of my chest. Whαt the heck is hαppening?

why should I? All Hearts !

“And her mind hasn’t caught up with safety yet.” I watch him, my fingers still resting lightly on her head. “She kept saying they’ll come back,” I add quietly. He glances at me briefly before looking back at her. “That fear…” he says, “is dangerous in her condition.” He straightens slightly. “Her blood pressure is high,” he continues. “Too high for someone this weak.” My chest tightens. “If it keeps rising like this, her heart won’t be able to handle it,” he says. “She could go into cardiac shock. Or worse… her body might just shut down from stress.”

"Our relationship was not that easy as well. Heartly has a Chronic Heart Disease that could attack anytime. Her life is always at risk and she needed assistance every time and wherever she is in case she would have a heart attack. I witnessed how she suffered in several heart attacks before and I almost lost her for how many times, that's why I am working hard to pursue my study as a medical student and to work hard for her." I stared at him as she stared at Heartly who was still laughing with Zhanaia and Caroline at their table. I heard Caroline mention my name so I looked at them as well with my brows creased. Zhanaia glanced at us and smiled when she saw us looking at them. I just sighed