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Our Hearts Beat For Anne Stranded
Anne “It’s me, dear, your mother,” Rebecca said in alarm. “I know,” he responded in the same dry, croaky voice. He then shifted his gaze to me in reference. Rebecca looked at me and back at her son in shock. I could hear her mind wheeling. I saw her look at Dr. Arya expectantly, who was still as shocked as we all were. Soon enough, other doctors and nurses started trooping in. “Please step back, Mrs. Sawyer,” Dr. Arya told Rebecca, who obliged and made way for the doctors. I too took some steps back, with no single idea of how to process or act on the recent development. “Just his family members are allowed in here now,” one of the nurses said. Just then, I felt two pairs of hands grab my forearms. I turned my head and saw the two guards. “Please step out now,” Jack said kindly. I shook my head in vigorous rebuttal. “Ma’am… ma’am… please step out,” the nurse urged, coming to stand in front of me. “Please… he would want me here,” I pleaded in tears, trying to peel my arm from
Last Updated : 2022-09-12Our Hearts Beat For Anne Vincent's Fate
Andrew “What did you do?!” This was one of those times my dad allowed his emotions bare. He was downright furious with my mum. We just found out that mum had ordered the security to send Anne and her family out of the hospital, then banned them from entering the premises. “I did what I had to do. I can’t let a mere child send both my sons to the hospital! I gave birth to them… she didn’t. Why does she have to make them fight for lives she never created?!” “You are way out of line, woman. This is my hospital, and they were under my care! You had no rights!” Dad boomed. “I do! I f**king do! When it comes to my babies, I would raise hell to protect them!” she yelled into his face with eyes wide and dangerous. This was happening in dad’s office, hours after we saw Vincent and were told of his current state. “Maybe you’ve forgotten, but he’s my son as well. He deserves to know about the woman he is in love with,” dad countered. “Over my dead body! You hear me, over my dead body! My
Last Updated : 2022-09-12Our Hearts Beat For Anne Leaving
Andrew My mum was at it again. After several talks with the doctors concerning Vincent’s state of health, their diagnosis was that if he constantly sees or hears things that’ll trigger his brain to remember Anne, it was uncertain the impact it’ll have on him. There was a 50 percent chance it wouldn’t affect him negatively. The other 50 might be fatal, leading to him losing touch with reality or going completely brain dead. Whichever the case, they were certain reminding him of Anne would take a toll on his brain and health. Mum wasn’t going to test it. The whole situation only buttressed her hatred for Anne. “I want my son out of the country for a while,” she announced when she came home to personally select some changing clothes for Vincent. Dad and I just finished breakfast when she came and revealed her intentions. After some moments of silence, dad sighed deeply whilst looking down at his empty plates. After some more moments of silence, with mum still standing, waiting for a
Last Updated : 2022-09-13Our Hearts Beat For Anne Rom-com
Anne Of all times to get faults, the taxi chose today. I slipped out of the back seat, threw cash to the driver, and sped off on foot. As I dashed on the sidewalk of the busy road, I could hear Pamela’s voice in my head, yelling my name. I remember my heart sinking into my stomach at the urgency in her voice. I’d thought something might have happened to Makayla or Joan, but when she told me, the news was grave all the same. Earlier that day, I woke up to a gnawing pain in my belly, which got worse as the day progressed. I informed mum, and she took me to our gynecologist immediately. I didn’t charge my phone the previous day, after Joan played games with it, running down my battery, so my phone died on our way to the hospital. I got tired of running real quick, screeched to a stop, and bent over with my hands on my upper knees to catch my breath. My breathing came in gasps and pants as if my lungs were about to explode. The blistering sun scorched my skin, making me sweat profusel
Last Updated : 2022-09-13Our Hearts Beat For Anne Blood
Anne “Anne!” “Anne!” I heard Pamela and Andrew yell my name as they maneuvered through the crowd and made their way toward me. I just left the counter and was making my way out amidst pitiful stares, gasps, and whispers, when I heard their familiar voices. I dragged my dejected self towards them, trying really hard to hold back the tears that choked me. Pam got to me first and wrapped her arms around me. “I’m so sorry, Anne,” she sobbed. “I couldn’t get hold of you again. Your mum said she couldn’t find you!… Anne, he has left!” Pam cried. I couldn’t speak. I only held on to her and allowed the tears to fall freely from my eyes. Andrew got to us and stood there with a sad expression on his face. “I’m sorry, Anne,” he apologized, taking a step toward me. I shook my head vigorously, which was a way of informing him it wasn’t his fault. It was all mine. If only I’d charged my phone, we would have probably been in another reality. “Anne!” We all turned to see my mum rushing tow
Last Updated : 2022-09-14Our Hearts Beat For Anne Lucia
Anne I made Andrew swear to secrecy. After loads of argument, he grudgingly agreed not to tell anyone. “I don’t want anyone accepting me because of my pregnancy, or having anyone take my baby away from me,” I’d told him during our arguments. For a whole year, Andrew became the father to my child and husband I never had. He felt it was his responsibility to care for me and my child until I decided to tell everyone. At first, I thought it was a great burden to him and had tried to dissuade him from coming over more often than not, but he vehemently refused. He didn’t need to tell me why. I simply saw how he was with my baby. As soon as he arrives, with loads of baby stuff that’ll last us a whole year, he’d only greet everyone, go over to the sink and wash his hands, then spend the whole-time carrying Lucia. The joy and contentment in his face held no bounds. He would sit on a rocking chair, hold Lucia against his chest, and tell her childhood stories of Vincent and himself. Sometim
Last Updated : 2022-09-14Our Hearts Beat For Anne I Don't Remember
Vincent I sprang up from the bed, panting profusely as sweat dripped like rain down my forehead, neck, shoulders, my entire body. It happened again. I had what I suspected to be a nightmare yet again. The worst thing was, I don’t remember anything once I wake up. All I knew was that my experiences when I wake up include difficulty breathing at first, then profuse sweating, later gasps for air, tightness of the chest, and multiple dark holes in my mind’s eye. I tried meditating, taking prescribed drugs, exercising, and a lot of activities just to get a glimpse of what makes me jumpy in my dreams, but nothing worked. I sighed deeply, then turned, stretched out my hand, and took the glass of water on the bedside table. I took several gulps to dampen my patched throat, then laid back on the bed and shut my eyes. “Honey! Arya is here!” My mum yelled from downstairs. I sighed again and opened my tired eyes. It’d always been like this. I get so tired whenever I woke up like this. I fee
Last Updated : 2022-09-15Our Hearts Beat For Anne The Talk
Vincent “This was a lovely dinner, Rebecca,” Arya complemented, helping mum clear the table. “Yea! It was scrumptious. I’d love to have your recipes!” Arya’s mum added, smiling widely at my mum. ”Thank you so much,” she replied to both of them, then to Arya’s mum, she said, “I would be delighted to put you through,” mirroring Mrs. Chopra’s smile. “Son, why don’t we go somewhere and have a glass of wine or two? Such delicacy requires rich fluid to revere it,” Mr. Chopra bellowed, darting eyes to everyone around the table to see their reaction to what he considered humorous. Well, everyone laughed along, nodding their heads in agreement. I stood up and nodded my head courtly, then gestured for him to follow me. “Oh yes, sure,” he replied, and followed my lead. There on the balcony, I brought out two wine glasses and the wine they’d brought with them, placed everything on the table, took the wine and popped it, then poured it into the glasses. I could feel him watching my every mov
Last Updated : 2022-09-15
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Our Hearts Beat For Anne Epilogue
Anne I felt a hand slip into my PJs and began walking its magic there. A moan escaped my lips as sensual pressure built in my core. I was lying on our king-sized bed with white sheets and a duvet, in our large bedroom. I’m too sleepy or maybe lazy to describe it. Just take this though, the walls are white. The side tables holding up the bedside lamps are also white but with golden designs along the edges, matching that of the bed frame, which has extra huge golden spirals on the tall headrest just above my pillow. By the corner, a long wooden cabinet that holds several drawers is attached to the wall. On top of the cabinet are different figurines and sculptures, then close to it is a magnificent white dressing table that houses my very few beauty products, and an equally magnificent mirror with the same golden design on its edges. There are two walk-in closets on opposite sides of the room. One is for Vincent and the other, mine. A second door closer to my closet lead to the bathroo
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Home
Vincent The heavens grumbled like an old giant before I began feeling splatters of droplets on me. I glanced up at the skies and smiled. It was as if it knew how I felt inside. It was a thunderous feeling. I sped past cars on Andrew’s bike, squinting to see clearly as the rain had begun pouring with reckless abandon. How didn’t I see it? How could one be so close, yet so far away?! I felt what I felt, but I just couldn’t see what I was supposed to see, simply because of amnesia. Now it’s all coming back to me! Like a waterfall crashing against the oceans, my memories came flooding in. “I’m coming, Anne. Just wait, okay? I’m coming,” I breathed, maneuvering through the impending hold-up that the rain caused. ‘Slow down you dumb-a**’ my mind warned. I listened to it and went slower till I was off the traffic and onto the small road leading to Anny’s. My heart pounded against my chest as I neared her apartment. The gate that’d had been there when I rented the place for her was un
Our Hearts Beat For Anne The Voices
Vincent Arya made it sound like I had the best of times with her. She may be right because the feelings I had for her couldn’t have been created by mere moments. We must have gone through thick and thin for me to have realized what I had and cherish it. Arya made me to almost desire to stay back and savage the little I could from all we had left. I couldn’t. Because I was hurt. I lost my memory. I couldn’t remember any of my time with her, or even her face, yet I couldn’t get myself to make love to any other woman. She had all the knowledge. She knew all the bits and pieces of our trials and tribulations, but the moment I step out of the picture, she finds solace in the arms of my brother. Now, she has a baby for him. I couldn’t live with that. Her love for me didn’t nearly match the way I felt for her. I couldn’t fight when she’d already given up a year ago. Why didn’t she come after me? Why didn’t she make plans to make me remember slowly? She only comfortably devised plans
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Silhouette in the Rain
Anne The knock on the door made me jerk and involuntarily drop the scissors outside the bathtub. Andrew couldn’t have been back so early, and definitely won’t be knocking gently. Pamela wouldn’t too. Who could be knocking? My dead heart arose and, like a diver, dipped into the pit of my stomach as the thought of Vincent being the one at the door entered my head. It couldn’t be, could it? He should be in the airport now if he wasn’t on the plane already. I didn’t really care to check the time since Andrew left. Is It possible that Andrew had talked Vincent out of leaving? That’ll be if he saw him on time. I didn’t want to ignite my hope only to watch it explode in my face yet again. I’d wanted to wait a bit to see if the caller would go away, but then the knocking would wake Lucia, who’d begin crying and wake my mother. That thought made me hurriedly step out of the bathtub. My legs were wobbly from all the fear and trepidation of what I’d decided to do. I gingerly put one foot i
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Goodbye World
Anne I carefully carried sleeping Lucia and placed her on the duplicate cot in my mum’s room. I slowly and noiselessly stepped back and out of a room, throwing a glance at my mum, who was snoring lightly on her bed. I then switched off the light and shut the door behind me. Finally, the time has come. I made sure I locked all the doors for the night before heading to my room. Pamela had come earlier and suggested staying with me till Andrew comes or calls. Andrew must have called her to come. Well, I refused all her persistence and almost got angry at her stubbornness. She’d grudgingly accepted to leave. In my room, I took out a pen and scribbled down a few thoughts of mine. I hadn’t time to write a full epistle because I was hurting badly. If I did have the time, I would have written long notes to every one of the people I know who would be hurt by my actions. I’d wanted to live for Lucia, but seeing her face, eyes and long hair reminded me so much of him. One would think that wo
Our Hearts Beat For Anne A Confession
Vincent “We need to talk, Arya,” I said, watching her enter the parlor. She stretched her mouth into a thin line, nodding her head in agreement. “We’re finally having the talk,” she said, removing her jacket and dropping it on the couch alongside her bag. “Alright, I’m ready,” she said, after sitting down on the couch opposite mine. Silence engulfed us for minutes. It was as if we both knew where all this was headed. “Arya, I’m sorry,” I began. “I thought I could do it, but I can’t. It would be a total mess marrying me in this state. You guys were right, I’ve not healed entirely, and I shouldn’t have come back here…” I had my eyes on her the entire time, gauging her reaction. She simply looked back at me without a flinch. “Arya, let’s call off the wedding,” I conferred. She didn’t respond or divulge any emotion that showed how she felt about what I said. After what felt like ages, she inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, then cleared her throat. “It’s sad. Honestly, I prayed it w
Our Hearts Beat For Anne He's Leaving Again
Andrew My brother has been ignoring me ever since I took him to see Anne a day ago. I don’t know what he was thinking, but for him to be acting this way, his thoughts weren’t in our favor. Anne had gone there to meet with him that same day while I’d gone straight to the studio. I was going to call Anne and ask how it transpired, but we finished so late at night and I was so exhausted that I passed out immediately my head touched my pillow back at our family house. The next day, I called Anne, but she didn’t answer. I called Vincent, but he, too, ignored my calls. So, after my recording session, I’d gone to Vincent’s but when I saw my mum’s car parked in front of the house, I made a U-turn and headed for Anne’s apartment instead. It was a sunny afternoon. I got there and met her coiled up on her bed, crying her eyes out once again. Racheal and Pam were there trying to make her eat her food. “You’ll make Rachael miss her doctor’s appointment, Anne,” Pam had warned. That was the only
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Led by my Heart
Vincent Mum had threatened to take Anne’s baby away from her. She’d told me how she'd contacted her lawyers and had every paperwork done so that once Arya and I leave, the real work starts. “No, mum,” I’d refused. “Son, that our grandchild there. She cannot live in the slums,” she’d argued. “I’ve been there, mum. It’s not a slum, and Andrew is more than capable of caring for that child,” I countered. I was hurting real bad. I felt like I was drowning… it was overwhelming. Having these massive conflicting emotions, then having to stick up for what I believed was right, was slowly killing me. “Son, she has to pay for what she’d done to us! She cannot go scot-free. My husband and I, for over a year, have had no meaningful conversation because of her. He’d gone rigid around me,” she said in tears. “He’d not touched me for over a year because of that witch, Vincent,” she divulged bitterly. “She created a rift between your brother and yourself in the past, now, a much bigger one by hav
Our Hearts Beat For Anne Bias
Vincent ‘Anne.’ I guess that’s her real name. It actually rang a bell. I remember pronouncing that name, and it must have meant so much to me because whenever I called it out, which I was doing often since that time with Arya in the kitchen, I felt a cacophony of emotions attack me. There was peace, followed by fear, then agitation, trepidation, fury, and what have you? It was strange. Her name held so much power, yet I couldn’t still remember. It was frustrating! “Have you booked the tickets, Vin?” mum asked from where she sat on the couch. She’d come around right after Arya left the house. Arya has been giving me the silent treatment ever since I mistakenly called her the name that tormented my subconscious, the day before. “Yes, mum,” I replied grudgingly from the dining table where I was getting some reading done. “Have you heard from dad?” I asked. “No, hun, but don’t you worry, he would be available for the wedding. I just received his clothes from his tailor. We’ll be tr
