The Storm And Silence Novels & Stories

He put it to the highest volume so that he won’t hear any noise aside from his music. Meanwhile, a loud noise can be heard in a nearby house. The breaking sound of the glass that comes off the table rang out in the whole house. There, a guy came out of the house while hanging his empty bag on his shoulder. He has this blank and emotionless face while walking out of the house. He looked at his own Harry Winston wrist watch that was a gift to him by his father.

Amy burst through the cabin door with a loud bang, startling Mr. Silvester immediately looked up from his desk. His secretary stood behind Amy, her face flushed and her hands wringing nervously, unable to stop Amy from intruding into the CEO's office. With a wave, Mr Silvester signalled for his secretary to leave them alone. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded and quietly closed the door behind her, leaving the two of them in the room. Mr. Silvester calmly gazed at Amy's angry face. She stood there, her fists clenched at her sides, her eyes blazing with fury. “How could you do this?” she shouted, her voice echoing in the spacious office. “You just broke off the merger without any warning

"Let the sunshine find us" Silence envelopes the whole room, suffocating silence. I could feel waves of anger, radiating from Ophelia, it was too much to bear. The intensity was beyond a regular person's reaction. I peer at her, through my tear-soaked eyelashes. She wasn't moving from her seat, staring blankly into space. I could feel the wheels in her head rotating, the reality sinking in, the pain unfolding. "Tell me your lying." She finally whispered. I stay silent, scared of her outburst.

I frowned. "That game has two choices, it's either you will choose to participate in this game and silence will eat your mind as your brain strated to create another story of your life. Or you will choose the KISS The K means Know everything about the game. The I means Ignore everything that surrounds your life. The first S means Study everything about the game. The second S means Seal everything on your mind. Know, Ignore, Study, Seal, once you choose it, there is a chance you learn about the game. And obviously, you chose the silence. And we're glad that our game works out. " She said smiling so I nodded. "But why I can't I remember anything? I don't remember anything my brain did. Why?" I

A deadly storm that masked itself serenely. There is no rustling of the wind, no chirping of birds, no morning sounds that can be heard usually. Everything stood still. As if nature is also afraid to make a sound, waiting with bated breath to hear what he has to say. Willow couldn't take it any longer. She took a step, a silent storm brewing in her eyes as anguish threatening to break her at her seams. Her hands shook. Her heart pleaded with her to forget what she heard. If only she can hear it.

Then without waiting for any more, he left with big strides. Staring at the back of Nicolas, she stood at the parking zone, all alone. The darkness and silence of the parking zone were feeling extremely weird at that moment, it was exactly like the silence and calmness after the storm which has left after destroying everything on its way and leaving behind the marks of its destructiveness and cruelty.

After the storm, the silence wasn’t safety. It was warning.

Chapter 12 The silence did not feel normal. At first, Aria thought it would be easier. No messages. No control. No voice on her phone. Just peace. But it did not feel like peace. It felt empty. Too quiet. Too still. Like something was missing. She sat on her bed, staring at her phone again. Nothing. No new messages since last night. Since— “Now it is just you and me.” Her chest tightened. She dropped the phone on the bed as if it burned her hand. “This is good,” she whispered to herself. “This is what you wanted.”

" Boom— The thunder hit like it was aimed at me. Like something inside me just ripped apart. I wanted to vanish. To curl up somewhere no one could see me. But where? It was all rain. All thunder. All his voice, laughing. Then William called. "Joelle?" His voice was so calm, it cut through everything—the thunder, the rain, even the echo of Nathan's voice. "Are you crying?" I wanted to say no. Really tried. But nothing came out. And like my silence gave him the answer, the tears just broke loose. "Stay where you are," he said, steady as ever. "I'm coming to get you." *** Nathan was single again. A bunch of spoiled rich kids threw a "singles party" at the club, drowning in shots and laughs.

"Are you holding on?" "I am holding," I told him, squeezing my arm tighter around his frame until I could feel the structural foam of his jacket shifting against my ribs. "I am not letting go. Not to the current, and not to them." "I used to be so afraid of the quiet," he murmured, his eyes looking up at the vast, empty canopy of stars above us as we rode the crest of a massive, rolling swell. "When Silas had me locked in that studio, the silence meant failure. It meant the track was dead, or the product was broken, or I was running out of time. But out here... with the water and the wind... the quiet feels like the only real thing left. It doesn't want anything from me. It just exists."