Novel & Cerita Heartbeat In Eyes

I knitted my eyebrows and brought his palm near my heart. “Are you hearing this?” I questioned with a weak smile and instantly his eyes snapped in my direction. He looked at me, then his palm and then lastly held an eye contact with me. His eyes were pale, devoid of every emotions except confusion. “Can I hate my heartbeat?” I asked again but he only searched my face and few minutes later he shook his head. And that’s when my smile went mode bigger. “This heartbeat is for you. So if I couldn’t hate it then how can I hate you?” I said softly and he gets almost startled in shock.

was pregnant? Calculating the time, it seems like it's time to know, right? His breathing stopped suddenly, and his eyes moved from Hazel's face to her lower abdomen, and his eyes suddenly became dark. But his heart was beating violently, the chaotic rhythm of beating, as if the heart was about to break out of the chest cavity.

She was just staring blankly at the Doctor while blinking her eyes from time to time as if confirming that this isn’t a dream. “Kiara?” My body became cold as my hands starts to tremble while waiting for her or the doctor to say anything. “Systolic. The left ventricle of the heart, which pumps most of the blood, has become weaker. This happens because it’s gotten bigger. Since it is larger than before, the ventricle can’t contract the way it should. Because of that, your heart doesn’t pump with enough force to push blood throughout the body.” Kiara explained. Astonishment was all over her face.

When Victor opens his eyes, there are spots in his vision. He blinks, trying to get them to clear, but then groans with the effort. God, does it seriously hurt to blink? But then he realizes that it’s not the blinking that’s causing the pain – that the pain was there already. It comes, sharply, with every breath, with every beat of his heart, which he can feel pounding in his head and his chest and his veins. Victor groans again, turning his head to the side, pressing his eyes closed – doing anything he can to fight against the pain – anything he can to lessen it, ignore it, move on from it –

I closed my eyes frustratingly until an image appeared at the back of my mind. My eyes popped open on their own will and my heartbeat raced twice faster — was this some kind of a joke?

My eyes are on her, didn't even blink, not for once. She hasn't moved, just laid there, face pale, blank, no emotion, no life to her. The final heartbeat seems to be my own, and that's the scariest part. The machines speak in sharp, merciless beeps, lines on the screen going high and low. I try to breathe, but my chest locks, tight and useless. I could faintly feel the tears building up in my eyes. A brutal thought wedges itself into my mind. I don't let it sit.

His eyes bore into mine as my chest rose and fell. Suddenly, any thoughts I was having flew out the window. All that was going on in my head was the sound of my own heartbeat. I tried to take a breath but I felt it hitch as my chest rose between us, closing the space. The temperature skyrocketed and I felt my face start to feel hot. “W-what…?”

Leaving everyone stunned and speechless for a while. As the events unfolded before the eyes of all present, the tension in the air was palpable. Through the transparent glass that separated my office from the rest of the room, I could feel the weight of their collective gaze bearing down on me. Overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment, I found myself unable to meet anyone's eyes. Desperate for a semblance of privacy, I reached for the remote control, intending to activate the opacity setting on the partition. Yet, just as my fingers brushed against the buttons, my attention was abruptly diverted. A sudden movement caught my eye, causing me to freeze in place.

"It is present in each heartbeat." His words wrap me like a comforting hug, and I can feel their veracity in my very being. He doesn't have to display his affection for me. I can tell by the way he stands at my side without hesitation and the way he looks at me. I slide my palm across his chest and feel his heartbeat beneath my fingers. I stare him in the eye and murmur, "I sense it in every breath." Even though the outside world seems to be going nuts, right now, everything feels fine. Everything looks to be stable.

"Perhaps indicative of a need for a scan to rule out a traumatic brain injury or concussion." I shook my head. "It comes naturally." "Marvelous." "What else?" I scooted closer to get into her space. "What else have you noticed in your assessment of me, Dr. Hepburn?" She licked her lips as she glanced behind me. "Your heart rate is increasing." "Maybe that's your fault." She locked her emerald gaze on me and waited. "Maybe you're exciting me."