Speaking From The Heart Novels & Stories

Yet, he had been such a fool, repeatedly hurting her for the sake of a woman who had lied to him, until she finally gave up and ran away. "I never betrayed you. My feelings for you are genuine," Violet said, desperately trying to defend herself. "I absolutely never lived with anyone overseas. What you heard were just rumors. People said those things to tear us apart!" She turned to Ethan, crying, "Ethan, please help me explain to him. Please." "Save it!" Xavier bellowed. "I don't need your explanation!" "Xavier!" Violet's eyes were brimming with tears. "Why? Is it because you've fallen in love with Aurora?"

"You've caused enough of a scene, Matthew. Your play has been acted out, so you should get out of here right now!" She stopped for a beat before raising her voice, declaring, "I also wish to announce that Bradford Group is ending all partnerships with Gardner Group, effective immediately. I hope everyone takes note of this!"

Like he was memorizing me. After dinner, he walked me to the car but didn’t open the door immediately. He just stood there, both hands in his pockets, eyes on mine, lips parted like he was still searching for the right words. “I had this whole speech planned,” he said quietly. “But it feels… wrong now. Like I’d be rehearsing something that should come straight from my heart.” My chest tightened. “Then just say it. From your heart.” He stepped closer. His hands came up, slow, tentative, brushing hair from my face, fingertips lingering just enough to steal my breath.

I'm asking you not to leave things up to here. -It's not your mom that's dead, it's mine and I see that you don't care one bit about what I feel, you just try to kiss me and pretend nothing happened. Things are not like that, everything is solved by talking and I see that the least you want to do is talk. You want to leave everything aside and pretend that nothing happened -As I finished saying this I left the room, slammed the door and ran to mine.

Every word spoken is sweet enough to make a woman's heart melt. “I don't want to see this picture in the newspaper this afternoon! I'm going to class!" I turned my back to go back to class, didn't want to linger with this name for a long time, the longer I faced, the more my heart felt like it was about to burst because of the vibration.

I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks. Everybody was expectant, eager to hear and say what I have no idea off. The figures and numbers were just too much for my brian to imagine. But then, almost instinctively, I spoke, not with my mind, but with my heart. I didn’t know what I said, but considering what they have been talking about…

She asked, taking her eyes to the floor. "You are so pretty, it would have been such a huge load if I had missed you," I replied her "You've learnt cheesy words?" She asked, walking up to me. "Those are not cheesy words, they are words from my heart," I replied, pointing to my left chest. "From your heart? Where is it? Where is your heart?" She asked and pretended to be searching for something. "My heart is right here" I replied her. "Where? I can't find it"

She closed her eyes for a moment and released a long, heavy sigh, as though trying to expel everything weighing down her soul. A moment later, she scrunched up her face in an involuntary childish gesture, her pink lips pouting like a little girl who had been denied her favorite toy. She clearly wanted to burst into tears. But she stopped herself. Everything inside her was screaming, yet she remained silent, fighting herself in solitude. ❈-❈-❈ "

there are many emotions in his voice as he said this, pain above all, but also certainty. I look inside my heart, putting aside everything, all the things I have learned, all the things I have been told, leaving the final word to my heart. “I know.”

"You are and always will be the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life, I love you." ( the image of a golden pink heart) After reading it my hands started shaking and I dropped the card on the floor my heart started beating fast and I took in my hands my Florentine heart charm, which was the gift from that person I loved so much. "It can't be, this is not happening I am hallucinating, I am dreaming is this possible," I said out loud. When I heard a voice I thought I would never hear again in my life. "Hello, beautiful you missed me"...