Open When You Are Happy Novels & Stories

DARLENE I had always heard that old saying that insinuates that when you find love, you tend to be happy about everything. And I mean, excessively, unexplainably, and maybe even unnecessarily happy. You wake up and the sun is yellow, it excites you. You notice your flip flops scattered all over the ground, you're excited. You smile and wave at your morning face in the mirror and nothing could possibly make you happier. And most exciting of all, the man you love is right there with you on the bed. You are laying in his arms and that moment, it feels like you should not be anywhere else.

"Then are you not going to call me 'honey' in front of Grandpa tomorrow? Are you not going to pretend we're happily married?" I quickly grabbed his hand and pressed my lips together. "We have to act in front of Grandpa. He really wants me to be happy. Please, act a little more convincingly. He doesn't have much time left. I just want him to be at peace." A slight smirk played on Julian's lips, and his expression tinged with a flicker of anticipation. "Alright. Then you'd better play your part too." … The next afternoon, Julian and I went to the hospital to see Grandpa.

Then, I said, "You can just pour them down the drain." I hung up after that. The final dark spot in my life had been erased, and I felt light-hearted and free.

For now, I focus on the positive aspects of my life, embracing the opportunities that come my way. When I arrive at the café, Julien is already there, flashing a broad smile as he spots me. We greet each other with enthusiastic hugs, our faces lighting up with genuine happiness. As we settle into our seats by the window, we dive into a lively conversation, catching up on everything that's been happening in our lives.

Just as I lean back in my chair, stretching out the tension from the long day, a ripple of emotion sweeps through me, a burst of happiness, light and unfiltered, threading through the mate bond. Sophia. Her joy is pure and unrestrained, and it catches me off guard in the best possible way. Instantly, warmth floods my chest, washing away the remnants of my earlier stress. It's incredible how even the faintest echo of her feelings can affect me so deeply. I close my eyes, leaning into the sensation, savoring it like a balm to my soul. She's happy...radiantly, unshakably happy, and the knowledge fills me with a quiet contentment I didn't realize I needed.

Repacuations are my least worries. My eyes depart not the door. It finally swings open. My happy expression heightens. My eyes broadens more. Excessive Joy instantly cloud and roam my face. I laugh joyously. Same goes to the visitor. We both laugh delighted, happy and positively emotional. "Hermione" "Caroline" We uniformly chorus. She hastily and unexpectedly rush into my unopen arm's. It wrap and tightly engulf me. She pull me into a tight warm, compassionate and emotional hug. It though feels weird.

I whisper. “Then let me help you” Her expression kind and warm. “Fine, I’ll do what you asked me to do. I’ll try my best to open up and let people in” I flash her bright genuine smile as my mood starts brightening. She lets out a melodious laugh and writes down something in her diary whilst shaking her head.

Fighting and both of us will really make it. Are you not missing me bro? I really miss the way you hit with your towel everytime you see me daydreaming….thinking that this world…is a happy place for all of us. But the reality is we fight for our happiness even if sometimes we are not even aware that we are already stepping down to some people. I closed my eyes once more and feel the breeze of the fresh air. I hugged it…this just feels so good. Thank you for this blessed Sunday papa God. We will be going to church later. Then I opened my eyes. I shouted because I am indeed so happy… “Good morning everybody……..!”

said Hazel with a pout “It’s a surprise to me too, I wonder where you get all this energy from. How can a person be always happy and hyped up ?” I asked Hazel with a teasing tone. *Ding Dong Ding Dong* “I will get …” said Hazel, going to open the door while I dropped my legs to the floor , yawing again.

It had opened a door I thought had been sealed shut forever. I was happy. Happier than I had been in a long time, and I allowed myself to hope.