He Knew My Voice Day One Novels & Stories

And most importantly, he was also the man who had occupied my most private, late-night fantasies since I was nineteen. I’d followed his career with an unhealthy obsession, staring at his portraits and wondering what it would feel like to one day be the subject of his gaze. "Serena," he said. His voice was a deep, resonant baritone that seemed to vibrate in my very bones. "How... how do you know my name?" I asked. It was a very stupid question. Of course he knew my name; he’d hired me. But my brain had turned to mush the moment he looked at me.

Then one voice separated from the rest. Low. Familiar. Close. Every muscle in Kai's body locked. He knew that voice before his brain caught up to knowing it. Knew it the way you know a scar not because you look at it, but because it's always there. He hadn't heard it in years. The footsteps slowed. Stopped. Right outside the door. Alex.

I walked closer. Step by step. “Ten years ago…” My voice felt unfamiliar. “…you were there, weren’t you?” Silence. Not shock. Not confusion. Just silence. And that was my answer. “…Yes.” My chest tightened. Even though— I already knew. “Say it properly.” My voice shook. “Look at me and say it.” He stood up. Slowly. Then walked toward me. Stopping just in front of me. “I was there.”

I could still feel the vibration. On the second day, I talked to myself. Just muttering. “The fire needs another log.” “It’s getting dark earlier.” It was the only way to prove I still had a voice. Sunday night, 9 PM. My hands were slick with sweat. I picked up the heavy satellite phone, pressed the button. It rang once. A voice answered, male, neutral, devoid of any identifying quality. “Go ahead.” “Cloud Cover,” I said, my tongue thick.

" Dear Zeus, I know am a crazy child but please don't let me die for what I know nothing about , At least guard me just this once please " I was praying in my heart , When I heard the door opened and I heard a foot steps , At that point I was so nervous ,I held my breath in anticipation of what was coming my way . Just then I heard a familiar deep voice , It was deep and plain like an ocean . " You are not taking anything " I Quickly turned to see who it was ,when I saw him I felt my legs almost giving up on me . " You ...." " Yes me , How are you doing today "

And then extra softly, from a distance: Goodbye. The voice vanished into the darkness. It was almost silent inner the Announcer again. Just the smooth cascade of the waterfall above. Just the determined beat of Lawrence s heart. For just a moment, she hadnt been alone. With that voice there, shed been nervous, alarmed, on facet . . . however she hadnt been alone. Wait! she called, pushing herself to her feet. Yes? The voice was right back at her side. I didnt suggest to kick you out, she said. For some reason, she wasnt ready for the voice to simply disappear. There was once something about him. He knew her. He had known as her by using name. I just wanted to recognize who you were.

She said in a nervous tone of voice. A man on the other line started to giggle. “I knew you would pull through, so? Have you thought about it?” The man said in an enthusiastic tone of voice. “W-Wait… How did you know it was me? Are you stalking me or something?” She asked. “How could I forget that voice of yours? And as far as I know, you're the only one that has access to this number because that card I gave you was one of its kind, there’s nothing else like it in the world.” He was filled with enthusiasm.

The phone continues to ring and I reluctantly answer, adrenaline pumping through my veins. “Hello” his voice filters through and I find my heart racing, “I heard you fainted today” I immediately shoot out of bed, he knows that too? How? Is he one of the cast members? Or the crew? How has he known so much about me for the past three years? “You do not take care of yourself, purple” he says again, this time in a more subtle tone, “do you want me to come teach you how to take care of yourself?”

The man eyed her from head to toe, giving her a lustful gaze. Heidi put some distance from him. “Do I know you, Mister?” “I knew it. From the moment I heard you speaking from a distance, I knew It was you. How could I ever forget your voice when it's been keeping me awake all night?” Heidi gave him a cautious look. If she'd met this kind of person before, she would surely remember. “What do you mean by that?” She asked. Todd brought out his phone and played a voice recording of him and Heidi.

As I prepared to climb out of bed and start my day, I halted in my tracks as his familiar voice called out to me. "Crystal?! My pulse spiked, pushing my heart rate into unhealthy territory.