Romans & histoires Hidden In My Heart

I whisper under my breath. Looking afar, I see "myself" mocking me. I can't lie. I know that peace is one thing I won't get in this lifetime. And seeing how the world is now, I'd rather be greedy for a house that has an unlimited food supply, a bed with fluffy pillows, and an everyday rain. Who am I kidding? I already have those. Well, except for the everyday rain, that is. "Diviana. If you would please permit me to ask, are you done having a moment with yourself?"

But instead, they seemed to mirror the thoughts within him, it's light reflecting his thoughts. He had spent years building walls around his heart, guarding it fiercely against any potential hurt or disappointment since the demise of his wife. Yet, Mitchell had effortlessly broken those barriers, leaving him exposed. It was a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time. It was a mix of fear, excitement, and a longing for something he couldn't quite define.

It was a voice she could never forget, one she constantly heard even in her dreams so how could she forget it? She raised her head slowly to meet ink, dark eyes. Thump, thump, thump. Her heart raced like it was running a marathon. "E-ezekiel?" she called, a part of her hoping she was seeing things. "Its good that you didn't forget me" Ezekiel chuckled enjoying every expression that passed through her face. He leaned back on his seat and smiled. The kind of smile he had flashed at her five years ago after saying all of those harsh and horrible words, after dumping her...

She looked up at him with her puppy dog eyes and whispered, "Fire away and start wherever you want to." He let out a sigh and sat next to her, taking her hands into his and starting with, "I need to start at the beginning and then progress forward because you need to understand the incident that broke me at an early age." "My parents do not know these things that happened to me, but these are the foundational reasons that I started hiding my emotions in drugs. Maybe if I had told my parents, things would have ended up differently, but then I might not have made it out here to be with you. For this, all of the pain was worth it."

I have to protect the person I love who will remain hidden until the time is right to reveal them. My heart started racing fast in my chest. Who exactly are you trying to protect? Dad? I believed she was hiding something more significant than a minor pregnancy deception.

About the words I’d written, the truths I’d hidden, the love I’d buried. My heart pounded so loudly I was sure he could hear it. “Was it real?” he repeated, softer this time, but heavier. And I couldn’t breathe.

My heart thumps harder and faster . Oh my poor little heart . No matter how much I think that the situation was under my control , it wasn't . It got out of hand the moment I stepped into this empty class alone with Jacob Knight . My spine straightens , my heart recognizes this fear , this danger that comes with being in such a close proximity with Jacob . The need to run away and hide my overflowing feelings , overpowers me . The side that I have always hidden deep inside of my heart was making its way out , crawling and if I didn't do anything soon . It will resurrect on the surface , revealing my desires, my heart in front of him .

Sam turned, his heart leaping and as the rain poured, he knew this was his second chance. Rose’s invitation might finally give him the moment to stay by her side longer or his hidden truth might tear it all apart once more.

she whispers and my heart jolts painfully against my rib cage. "I don't know if I'm strong enough for you but I'm going to do my best. I'll save you. So, don't hide it. Show it all to me" she whispers and I storm off, my heart unable to take it anymore. How can she be so...... beautiful inside out?

It held but a few words: * "Doubt not the outer light, for even the brightest shining star may have a darkened truth. Value your heart, my love, because truth is a gem in plain sight.". The letter sent shivers down my spine. Then I realized that my mother had been hiding something from me—something too intimate for the world, something destined only for my own eyes when I was ready. I held the letter close to my heart and, in silence, promised myself that I would uncover the secrets it teased.