Romans & histoires Your Words Have I Hidden In My Heart

I defended. “Suitor? Fine, sing for your suitor!” Gio’s face is lively. I know he’s teasing me in his mind. Now Playing: Hidden Truth by Kristine Caye Indino This feeling started years ago Until now, my heart beats for you Time passes and it’s still you This is the hidden truth I’ve been enduring While singing, I am staring at Gio’s eyes. I am avoiding to blink. I want to stare at his beautiful brown eyes. I fall in love with you

𝐴 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡. TBC

I whisper The Goddess’s words in the darkness. I can’t hide from Maya forever. Finally, I come unglued and go back inside.

It settled deeper, like a second heartbeat between my legs. And I knew this secret was meant to keep. I’ll be coming here often. Help me God, it’s so good. The words looped in my head like a confession and a promise all at once. I didn’t tell a soul—not Mom, not my one friend who still texts me memes at 2 a.m., not even the diary I haven’t opened since college. This was mine. Dangerous. Mine.

We are both in love and I won’t let what the world thinks get in the way of the beautiful thing we have going on. “Whoever you are that did this, I hope for your own sake that you’re hiding under the deepest rock where I can’t find you. Because it’s over for you once I find you!” I let out under my breath while I clenched my fist so tight.

I locked t‌h‍e Alp​ha out of my h⁠ea⁠rt. The new order was here. An‍d⁠ I would‍ be the silenc‍e in t⁠he center of th⁠e storm⁠.

Now she turn to me and begins with a melodic rhythm: ‘Born in fire, but I’m not hot, I can be written, yet I’m not a jot. I’m a secret revealed through ancient art, Unlocking the mysteries hidden in a heart. What am I?’

The r⁠oom was silent⁠ except for the low hum of rain agains⁠t the windows — the ki‌nd of soun‍d‌ th⁠at reminded me to‌o much of memory. Aria’s words still lingered‌ i‌n the air like a heartbeat I c‌ouldn’t quiet: “Whatever⁠ you’re hiding‌, you don’t‌ have to hide it from m⁠e.” She s‌aid it with the ki‌nd of cert‍aint‍y‍ that peopl⁠e who’ve never lost ev⁠ery‍thi‍ng are capable⁠ of. I wanted to believe her‌. Go⁠d, I wanted to.

Alpha Dolph's voice resonated with genuine concern and confusion. As his words hung in the air, my tears continued to well up, threatening to spill over. Each drop mirrored the pain that echoed within my heart, amplifying the weight of his inquiry. Amongst his heartfelt confession, the phrase "love holds no secrets" pierced through the haze of emotions, stirring a tumultuous mixture of anguish and reflection.

It was as though a hidden door within my heart swung open, revealing a truth I hadn't dared to acknowledge even to myself. A soft tremor coursed through my being, an undeniable recognition that the words I had spoken held a depth beyond mere friendship. How had I not seen it before? How had my heart whispered its secrets without my conscious consent? "I..." I began, my voice a fragile thread in the silence that enveloped us.