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Our Hearts Beat For Anne The Night Before Dawn
Vincent No doubt, she is breathtakingly beautiful. Many men would worship the ground she walked on just to behold her alluring slender curves and firm breasts. I know I’d felt the same way when we were dating. Maybe, I would have felt something if not for the state I was in. But at that moment, I was empty of sexual desires. She reached for my right hand, took it, and placed it on her firm boobs, putting pressure on my hand so that my hand could in turn feel its denseness. I stared from it to her face, and at the tears in her eyes. This woman loved me, there was no doubt. I wished I could give in to her need to make her feel loved like she’d always wanted, but to me, it only felt like taking advantage of her vulnerability and making her more miserable. I couldn’t do that to her. I slowly bent over and picked her robe, then covered her with it. She stared pleadingly into my eyes, pushing against my chest as if it was dead and she was trying to resuscitate it. I raised my hand and h
Last Updated : 2022-01-12Our Hearts Beat For Anne Deserted
Anne “Pam!” I yelled, pushing the door to my hostel room open. I had finished classes early and decided to make a stop at my hostel before heading to the mansion. There was no one in the room. I walked to the bathroom and peeked through it. No one was in there. Where could Pam have gone? I asked myself coming to stand in the middle of the room and looking around. I tried calling her phone but it went straight to voicemail. I twirled around the room a second time. I was puzzled at the emptiness I felt. Not just within, but around the room. A feeling of foreboding washed over me as a ridiculous thought entered my head. I didn’t want to act on it cause’ I know it wasn’t possible, but just to settle my fast-racing heart, I decided to forge ahead. I went to Pamela’s corner and opened the long locker that was unusually unlocked. It was empty. Pam’s things were gone. My heart sank into the pit of my stomach as I took steps backward in disbelief. What did I miss? Where did I go wrong
Last Updated : 2022-01-13Our Hearts Beat For Anne Dating Andrew
Anne I awoke to the soft sound of my name. As I opened my eyes, I saw two hands coming towards me. I wasn’t afraid for I knew instantly who it was. He had called around 5 pm and arrived twenty minutes later. It meant he rode his bike and he was at a high speed. “How did you get here so fast?” I asked, sitting up with the help of his arms. “I rode on my bike,” he answered like a schoolboy caught stealing candy. He knew it’ll make me mad. “But Drew, you’re still healing. How could you have ridden the bike here?” He took his arms from me and sat down on the bed, staring down at his laps. “And you got here pretty fast. That means you were on high speed, Andrew!” I yelled, drawling his name. I was peeved by his thoughtless actions. I know he cared about me and all that but it was high time he started considering how his actions affected the people around him. God forbid, but if he had hurt himself riding to meet me, how did he think it’ll make me feel. I’d be devastated and would nev
Last Updated : 2022-01-13Our Hearts Beat For Anne Revelations
Anne“I’m surprised to find you here. I thought you’d be smooching with your boyfriend,” Joshua derided, walking into the garden.“Leave me alone, Joshua,” I said dryly, not even turning to look at him.“Come on! Don’t tell me you’re tired of him already,” He said with a humorless chuckle.I didn’t respond. I just shut my eyes and imagined he had been carried away by the strongest wind, or sunken into quicksand, or even dragged away by hungry lions. Anything that would make him disappear from my presence.“Anne, I warned that this wouldn’t end well. Not for any of you. It’s one road alone, the one to disaster,” he said confidently, moving to stand beside me.I suddenly turned and faced him. My sudden move made him jerk his neck back.“How do you know all that?” I asserted, right into his face. “Are you like a soothsayer or something? Why are you so confident about your predictions?” I asked, never losing eye contact.He was taken aback by my sudden forwardness.“They are mostly on poin
Last Updated : 2022-01-14Our Hearts Beat For Anne More Revelations
AnneHe smiled when he realized he had gotten back my interest.“Let me start with the milder ones. It’s shocking all the same,” he stated, walking towards me in tormenting slow steps. “All the beautiful party gowns you swooned over were gotten by Vincent. Oh, the accessories included. Andrew’s still a kid, he doesn’t know yet how to treat a lady. Well, he had intercepted the first cloth and sent it himself. Vincent got the second one and intentionally gave it to Andrew to send to you. When Vincent remembered that you weren’t into heels, he had ordered a sandals replacement and had it sent to you. Andrew wasn’t as thoughtful.”“I see nothing wrong with any of that,” I shrugged. I saw a lot of things wrong with it but I wasn’t going to reveal that. Not to him anyway.“Next one,” he began, rubbing his palms together in excitement, “Right here in the garden, Andrew got cozy with a nerdy girl. What’s her name again? Pamela. He got like down and dirty,” he elaborated. “When he told me the g
Last Updated : 2022-01-14Our Hearts Beat For Anne She Looks Real
Vincent I staggered into my house, and like yesterday, I didn’t bother switching on the lights. It was going to hurt my eyes anyway. I looked toward the kitchen and saw the lights on. The housekeeper was still around. She had a key so she would lock after her. All I needed to do was go and throw up just like yesterday, then fall into a long dark sleep. I thought leaving the house would make it better. It didn’t. Not seeing Anne was driving me crazy, especially the thoughts of her in my brother’s arms. It made me miserable. Immersing myself in my work didn’t help as it did with Fiona. I saw Anne on different people’s faces. When a patient trips and falls, I think of her. When someone is rampaging down the hallway, yelling at nurses, I remember her. She was everywhere and it was driving me mad. This made me result to doing what I’d always hated. Drinking. Even if it was for an hour or two, I needed to empty my mind from the ravaging thoughts of her. The side effects were horrible.
Last Updated : 2022-01-14Our Hearts Beat For Anne Nausea
Vincent She pulled away from me, wiping at her eyes to stop the tears. I took a few steps back to give her some space, but I was itching to hold her. I wanted to kiss those tears off her face. I wanted to whisper soothing words in her ear and have her lay on my chest, finding solace. But she didn’t want that. “Anny, talk to me,” I whispered. I felt that if I raised my voice, she’d break down completely. She looked straight into my eyes as if looking for answers. “Anny, please talk to me,” I was beginning to feel nauseous. “Why did you do it?” she finally spoke. This drove my nausea down a bit. But I was confused with the question. “Do what?” “Vincent, all I ever wanted was to study, make my grades, find a good job and take care of my family. I never asked to be sexually assaulted, yet it happened. Fine, I was ready to move past that. I wasn’t going to send your brother to jail, nor did I request an apology from him, yet he gave anyways. But what I don’t get is why you two deci
Last Updated : 2022-01-15Our Hearts Beat For Anne Pale and Lifeless
Anne “Don’t be too hard on him,” the soothing voice of an elderly lady stopped me on my track. I turned to face the lady that let me into the house earlier that night. She had her bag hanging loosely from her shoulders and a kind smile on her wrinkled face. “Excuse me?” I asked, perplexed. “Don’t be too hard on him dear. He’s quite a mess right now,” she said with the same kind smile. I had frowned my face at this. She didn’t know one bit what was going on, yet she’s taking sides. I kept quiet, contemplating whether to just excuse myself and leave, or just turn and leave. “You must be thinking, 'What’s this old lady yapping about?' I would think the same thing if I were you, but hear me out, child. He loves you…” I rubbed my palm over my face in frustration. She still didn’t get it. “That’s not the point ma'am…” I had begun but the shaking of her head made me stop talking. “I know child. I heard you yelling in despair. I’ve also seen him at his worse for a while now. Dear, h
Last Updated : 2022-01-15
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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
