Paper Hearts By Tori Kelly Novels & Stories

I pulled out my SIM card, snapped it cleanly in two, and let it fall into the trash, severing the last thread. I boarded the plane and turned off my phone. As the plane rose into the sky, I looked down at the city beneath the clouds, watching the place that held all my pain slowly fade from view. Silently, I whispered farewell to the life I once knew. … Ryan held his phone, waiting for a reply that never came. The screen went dark, and he pressed it to wake it again. A restless irritation twisted inside him, sharper and more relentless than ever. He loosened his tie, trying to shake off the strange discomfort.

he asked which caused me to open my eyes and feel the rapid beating of his heart. "Yeah," I answered. "A Glacia's heart is not beating, Fhyra," I freed myself from his embrace when I heard him. "What do you mean? Is that bad for you?! What shall we do--" "Shhh," He said as he took me back into his arms to calm me. "A Glacia's heart is frozen until it found it's soulmate," he said which made my eyes bulge. "You see, Princess? All I need is the touch of your flaming heart to melt my frozen one." he said sincerely which made my heart constrict because of too much happiness.

I took my steps with caution, For all I know, the grim reaper could be waiting for me in here to eventually end my life. one step. two steps.. more steps... Hmm... no pitch forks or blades. okay, so I'm safe..... for now. No harm, but something else caught my eyes. A card. A card lying on the bear that has proven trustworthy. Gently closing the door, I made my way to the red paper. All the glitters and hearts all over would be enough to make you believe it was the art work of a seven year old. And yes, it was made by a seven year old.

Heart by heart. With all my love, Kavira Hiraeth💜

Anaya, who is sitting on the other side and picking out the coloring pencils for us looks up too, her eyes widened with delight making me feel better. “This is amazing.” She offers. “Really?” I ask, a little nervous still. “Yes, oh my God.” Kiara pouts, her eyes glossing over. I giggled and hugged her. “That means it’s good, right?” I ask nervously and they both nod eagerly. “It is more than good, Phoenix, it is amazing.” Kiara takes it from me, her eyes sparkling and her smile growing as she studies the little card we have been designing for a little girl who lost her parents a few weeks ago.

I smile. Just then a song starts playing and I laugh as Nicoli offers me his hand. "Queen of my heart by West life" "C'mon baby "Nicoli says and I take his hand. Just then he slides a hand in his pocket bringing forth a small paper as he reads the words on it 💌"My Heart beats fast,, Colours and promises how to be brave How can I love when I'm afraid to fall But watching you stand alone All of my doubts suddenly goes away somehow

She rips open the tiny envelope. Keira reads the card but instead of reading out aloud. She hands me the card. I take the small card which has 'I'm sorry' and a love heart on the front of it. Why isn't he just giving up? I read the card. 'I'm sorry. I'm getting the help I need. One day, I hope you will forgive me.' I look up at Keira, who looks at me sympathetically. "He is trying, honey." I let out a heartfelt sigh.

There’s such a sad love Deep in your eyes a kind of pale jewel Open and closed within your eyes I’ll place the sky Within your eyes There’s such a fooled heart Beatin’ so fast In search of new dreams A love that will last Within your heart I’ll place the moon Within your heart As the pain sweeps through Makes no sense for you Every thrill is gone Wasn’t too much fun at all But I’ll be there for you When the world falls down Falling Falling down Falling in love I’ll paint you mornings of gold

I move the chips even though there are quite a few, so I lean in and the gaze of the three men falls on my breasts Noah clicks his tongue inconvenience. You have two seconds to stop looking at her breasts or it will be the last thing you will look at, and I will give the blonde a nice necklace with all your eyes, he said. They look away immediately, their eyes shining with horror, which makes me laugh and Noah winks at me. The last card arrives, the dealer turns it over slowly, the guy from the bottom lets out a curse and he falls defeated into the chair. A king. Noah wins with a Four of Kings against a Full house type.

I press the letter to my chest and I feel the heart thump against the paper like a reply. "I don't know your name as I write this. I don't know your face. But I know you needed a heart and I have one to give, and honestly that's a better love story than most people get. My heart is stubborn, that’s a fair warning. It beats faster when it's angry and slower when it's near lavender and it has a terrible habit of falling in love with people who don't know what to do with love. That might be my fault. Or it might just be the heart. Either way, it's yours now. So make sure you appreciate it and treat it better than I did."