Silent Patient Characters 소설 & 이야기

Cause we even sleep in one small bed back in the village with his shirtless all around but I found no sparks, maybe because I’m just trying to ignore him and convinced myself that It was just a part of me idolizing him as my best friend but the more it gets longer the heavier it gets for me to hold this feelings of mine towards this guy with the same name as mine. He ordered foods then we ate like a freaking mute for not uttering even a single word until we finished. And I tell you, it wasn’t that painful to hold yourself to not speak especially when you’re facing the man that you secretly like cause you tried to watch every words that comes out of your mouth and making sure that it is all g

"This hotel belongs to your uncle?" Nodding, he pillowed his head and lay on the floor, giving a click to the remote he held. The vault switched to a transparent top. "Here is where I speak to the silence, blame the world, and shed my tears." That somehow dimmed the glow hopping on her hand. She took a seat next to him. Under the soothing lights, his sharp facial features stood out even more, and so did his bottled loneliness. She understood the familiar silence. It was whispering, yearning to be heard after years of being ignored.

As if I were not there, it happened to someone else and I stood beside and just watched. But at the same time, I had to go through it all! Tears stream down my cheeks at the memory. At this point, I can’t stop the memories that follow. Every time I have to go through them. Silas golden brown eyes when he is looking at me. The pain he feels is written all over his face. I see his lips moving but I can’t hear what he is saying. I can’t hear anyone, everything is silent. My brain is in a silent tornado, everything is spinning and I can’t hear a word.

“And what do you expect me to do with that? Console you for being unsure how to treat the person you beat and bound?” Damian flinched—not visibly, but the bond trembled faintly, betraying it. “I’m trying,” he said quietly. “Try out loud, then,” Nathan muttered, returning his attention to the now-finished letter. “Silence isn’t penance. It’s avoidance.” That shut Damian up for a long beat. The silence lingered until the door opened again without a single knock. Silas walked in like he owned the air in the room, posture straight, eyes steady. The brief flicker of surprise when he saw Damian there was the only crack in his composure; it vanished almost immediately.

Annoyed, Benjamin answered with a sharp tone, "What?" There was silence for a moment, then a soft, timid voice came through the line. "Benjamin, weren't you just going home to grab something? Why haven't you come back? I'm still in the hospital. I feel a little scared by myself." He glanced at the caller ID; It was Charlotte. Realizing how harsh his tone just was, Benjamin forced himself to soften, "Something came up. I'll be there later." "Okay," Charlotte replied in a low voice and said no more.

"There's nothing," he replied. "Alicia, has someone been talking to you? Did they lead you to a misunderstanding?" Charles kept his cool, but his right hand drifted to his leg, a dead giveaway that he was fibbing. He probably did not even notice he did it every time he lied. The weight that had been crushing my heart finally hit the ground with a thud. "What's going on here?" Emily appeared at the top of the stairs, her eyes darting between Charles and me, full of suspicion. The sight of the perfume in Charles's grip made her face go pale.

Winter ordered. “Yes Sir” replied Del one of Sorrow’s friends in a bored voice. Del wasn’t just Sorrow’s friend but his best friend. They did almost everything together, at first, I had thought they were somehow related. “This isn’t the time to be going through your notes, Weapon” Mr. Winter rudely said giving me a piercing look. I quickly shut it close then placed it back inside my bag pack while Nara let out a short rude laughter. I knew Nara, she was good friends with Sophie Ren. It was no wonder she was rude and beautiful.

"You thought I was a fool?" She knew it was useless arguing him. "Why are you silent, couldn’t answer?"" "My silence means I am tired of fighting and there is nothing left to fight for, I am tired of explaining my feelings to you but now I don't have the energy to explain them, right now I am on a self healing process and I am trying to forget everything that I ever wanted from you, I have always adapted to the changes in my life and even now I'm going to adjust and I'm not complaining, I am just trying to move on gracefully with all my dignity, I will definitely return your money, sorry and thanks for everything.” with that she walked away tears clouding her vision, rubbing it with the back

She wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her hoodie and then she pouted. We were all silent, well they were. I'm always silent. The only thing you could hear was the radio on low volume and the crinkling bags as we ate. "Have you done it before?" Samantha suddenly spoke up. My eyebrows furrowed and I sent her a questioning look. "Killing someone..."

The faint sound of his fingertip on glass was the only noise in the room, sharp and rhythmic against the background hum of the air conditioning. Then, for the first time since sitting down, something shifted in his expression. It wasn't approval. It wasn't warmth. But it was a specific kind of cold, clinical acknowledgment that only a man who had heard a thousand terrible lies could produce when he encountered one that was actually worth his time. "Clever," he said. Zariel smiled pleasantly. It was a perfectly managed corporate smile. "I try." Silas turned his attention away from Zariel and looked at Kaelen. Kaelen returned the look with absolute stonefaced equilibrium.