Paper Hearts By Tori Kelly Novels & Stories

"There's three hundred thousand on this card. No PIN needed. Two hundred thousand to pay you back, and another hundred thousand for interest. For the last decade." I paused, then added, "Thank you. When I found out, I was really touched." Finally reacting, Jessica hurriedly waved her hands in protest. "No, you don't have to. Just think of it as…" I cut her off, "Debts need to be repaid. As for my gratitude? If you ever need me, I'll do whatever it takes to help." I pushed the card into her hand before she could object again. Jessica pursed her lips as she held the card helplessly, then said hoarsely, "Seb, we…"

He instantly reads the content of the old magazine. "--- Kei is every woman's dream ... He is the most gentle and tender person that I've met in my whole life. He has a beautiful heart which is different from what you see on the TV screens. And just like us, he can also feel pain and sadness, but he just conceals them all by smiling to the world. Everytime I see him in pain, I always had this impulse to wrap my arms around him, whisper comforting words into his ear, hoping that I could take away all of his sadness and sufferings. I really thank the heavens and the stars for letting me meet a special, beautiful and caring person like Kei... And thank you for for giving me this kind of feeling

Kylie hurried to the bathroom, running cold water over the burn on her hand and wrist. The searing pain had dulled a little, but the sharp, pulsing sting still throbbed in time with her heartbeat. Tears streamed down her face, and she knew deep down that Zoey had done it on purpose. Yet, her mouth remained shut, refusing to offer any explanation in front of Jonathan. - Meanwhile, Zoey was at the hospital, relieved to find her injury wasn't serious. Still, she insisted the doctor wrap her hand in thick bandages for dramatic effect.

I opened the envelope and inside is a carnation paper. "It says, Thank you for your time touring me around the Montromey Kingdom and sorry for leaving saying no words and bid goodbye. I wish to see you again one day to formally apologize, anyway that poem you said is something that bothers me. I didn't know either I know that poem or did I read somewhere that is why I felt chilled for a moment in shock the moment you recited it. The beauty of the sky is unparalleled like you that is unmatched by anyone. The twinkling of the star, the light of the moon, the rising and setting of the sun, the dancing of the clouds in the sky. It gives irresistible beauty just like you gives joy and happiness,

There was this uneasiness in my heart and a burn in my wound. “Erin White?” the receptionist calls my name. I got up from my place and went inside the office. As I open the door, a mixed fragrance of jasmine and woods strike my nostrils. It lightens my mood and anxiety. My gaze meets with a pair of angelic blue orbs that are shining like sun rays in water. “Hello, Erin! I am Light. How are you? Please take a seat.” he gestures to me to sit. “I am physically fine but mentally, a total mess.” I smiled slightly at him.

After yanking off the masking tape, I slowly opened the box. My eyes widened when my nose was hit with a foul smell and when I peered inside the box; my eyes widened even further Right inside the box was a human heart that had turned black from early signs of decaying Taped to a corner inside the box was a hand written note that read; 'A little gift from me to you, I got it from your man; Nikolai. I hope you like it because it came straight from the HEART.

We sat quietly for a while, hands joined across the table, the sea breeze around us full of salt and possibility. Finally, Alejandro let go of my hand and reached into his pocket. "I made something for you. It's silly, really." From his pocket, he took a small, carefully folded paper heart. It was made from blue building paper, the blue lines making a pretty pattern on it. "It's beautiful," I said, taking it carefully in my hand. "My wife taught me how to make these. She used to fold them from her medical bills when she was sick—said it was her way of turning fear into art." He touched the paper heart gently. "Open it."

Inside was a blue heart that had ‘Snips and snails and puppy dog tails is what I’m made of’ written on it. “A boy?” Helen asked quietly and looked at Reese. “You have a little prince.” JD and Jaxon high-fived behind the couch. Reese pulled out the second box and found a pink heart. “Sugar and spice and everything nice makes me sweet.” He read. “And I have another princess.” “Yes.” Jolene said as she and Cheryl fist bumped. “And Dr. Aberton?” Dean said as he motioned to the doctor. “You’ll have to forgive me, I wanted to see your reaction.” He handed over another small box.

The soft hum of a love song played in the background, creating an atmosphere that felt almost dreamlike. I turned to Richard, my eyes wide in amazement. “Richard… what is all this?” “Just another surprise,” he said, that mischievous smile still on his face. “But there’s more.” He handed me a small envelope, sealed with a heart-shaped sticker. “Follow the instructions.” I raised an eyebrow, opening the envelope to find a small card inside. It read: **“To the woman who holds my heart, follow the petals.”** Looking around, I noticed a trail of rose petals leading towards the stairs. I couldn’t help but smile as I followed the path, feeling a mix of excitement and curiosity.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.