Mute Stories Novels & Stories

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After nearly six years of silence, Chloe Anderson had finally reached out. A thousand memories rushed through Olivia's mind. Sleepovers,School dances and Sharing secrets late at night. The two of them laughing until their stomachs hurt. Growing up, they had been inseparable. Everyone used to joke that they were sisters rather than friends. Then life happened. College. Jobs. Different cities. Different priorities. The friendship slowly faded. Not because they argued. Not because they stopped caring. They had simply drifted apart. Olivia quickly opened the message. Olivia! I know it's been forever. Please don't be mad. I'm moving back to Miami this week. I'd love to see you.

I'm sure he's fine sipping on some rum and coke orrrr something else 🤪 Brad 😒✊🏼 Yoooo! Shit, he just might. 😅😅 "So fucking childish," I mutter rolling my eyes at the trio's early morning antics. The last message sent was fifteen or so minutes ago. Me 🙄 hey dumdums! By all means send y'all wives 😏 We're in no way actually related, right? P.S. the wives, not you idiots. Smirking, I close the app. "Three fucking musketeers. Gotta love them though,"

Kim Gang-mu and Han Gyu-ryeon, snickering, spread nuts, fruits, and dried snacks on the living room table and began to set up a big table. “Even if you eat me up it's fine, so please just let me make contact with my wife first.” At Mu-hyul's desperate word, playful laughter from Gyu-ryeon's face evaporated in an instant. “Absolutely not. Just know that Hanbi-dan bastards are monitoring your wife's surroundings as if searching for lice.” “Right. Endure until early February only. Either way, after that Hanbi-dan itself will be completely devastated.” Gyu-ryeon filled whiskey in Mu-hyul's glass that had become empty in the meantime and pushed the snacks forward smoothly.

A bond that doesn't exist. Zara rubbed my arm. "Eat up your food. It'll get cold. You guys will be back in no time. Maybe you just need a little space." I nodded, holding back tears. I replied to her inside my head. No Mom, we are not going to be back together. It's all lies. I look at them and try to imagine the disappointment that would be written all over their face when they hear that I and Jasper decided to end our relationship because it isn't working.

**F******k Messenger** **Mia Wolfsong** New message I sit up a little, pillows propped behind me. We swapped socials after fire class today—quick, awkward, but she initiated it. I open the chat. **Mia (10:47 p.m.):** hey you still up? **Haru (10:48 p.m.):** Yeah. Homework’s done. Listening to music. You? **Mia (10:48 p.m.):** same. can’t sleep thinking about that glass vine thing we made today

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I compose a message to send to the group chat, my fingers swiftly typing the words as I try to steady my thoughts. "Hey, everyone, I’m fine. I’m back at the museum in Millenium Park, looking at a painting that has captivated my mind. I just need some space right now. Everything has just happened at once, and I need time to think. Please don’t worry. I will get back to you soon."

I was now craving for more . As I leaned my face to her cheek , my phone vibrated with a message . I checked it . "Back off .You will not like the consequences". The message was from Musa . BACK OFF? LIKE I WILL LISTEN.. I didn't respond . I just focused on my girl . My phone vibrated again . "Check your car which is standing outside ",The message from Musa popped up on my screen . I saw down and found my car was destroyed completely . What the hell ?

Sliding into the backseat of an Uber, I clutch my bag to my chest like a shield. I have him— whatever's in here is something he doesn't want anybody to see. But when I unlock my phone, the screen lights up with a push notification that drains every drop of blood from my face. New Music Video: "Muse" - Watch Now. My mouth goes dry. The bastard couldn't have. It's been what? Twenty— Thirty minutes? With a trembling thumb, I tap the link. The video opens on a gritty, unfamiliar set. I let out a hollow laugh.