I Heard Your Heartbeat Novels & Stories

Maxim I hear her heartbeat as the Uber ferries her to Vintage. She’ll be here in a few minutes. It worries me how attuned I am to the organ pumping blood through her veins. I could pick Heidi out of a crowd of thousands without using any of my other senses. I stopped pretending I don't listen for it on the night’s when she’s expected. Tonight it's running too fast. Something's upset her. Somebody is having a very bad week and doesn't know it yet.

The steady beat of his heart echoed against my chest, sending a quiet warmth through me. ​

It felt like my bones were breaking and reforming and breaking again and I could hear my heartbeat pounding in my ears except it wasn't my heartbeat because it was too slow and too steady and when I focused on it I realized with a jolt that it was Ace's heartbeat. How was that possible and how could I hear his heart when I could barely hear my own thoughts over the roaring in my head.

Close enough to remind me I wasn’t alone. The nurse continued speaking softly, explaining measurements and updates, but most of it blurred together in my mind. Because all I could focus on was that screen. That movement. That reality. And then— A sound filled the room. Soft. Fast. Steady. I froze completely. My eyes widened slightly before instinctively shifting toward the nurse. She smiled gently. “The heartbeat.” Everything inside me went still. The sound continued filling the room, steady and undeniable, and suddenly it felt like something cracked open quietly inside my chest.

My heartbeat thudded loudly in my ears. Then— “You’re pregnant.”

Her voice broke on the next words. “How long have you been hearing… more than one heartbeat?” ⸻ I frowned. “One heartbeat?” She looked up at me slowly, her hands still shaking against my skin. “…I don’t think you’re hearing your own.”

Her words hit me like a blow to the chest, but I also know that I can't let her manipulate the situation to her advantage. As the room falls into a heavy silence, I focus intently, straining my ears for any sound. Then, amidst the quiet, I detect a faint but unmistakable rhythm—the sound of a tiny heartbeat. My breath catches in my throat as tears well up in my eyes.

He felt his heartbeat, fast and loud. So you feel something when I touch you, huh?

I can hear my heart beat faster. What is going on?

The sound barely registered in my ears over the deafening roar of my heartbeat. No. No. This can’t be real.