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Our Hearts Beat For Anne Voicemail
Vincent I wanted to call her, but work got in the way. Just like every other day, there was this urge to hear her voice. Today was stronger than usual. I don’t know if it was because I didn’t call her during lunch, but I felt like it’d been ages since I last heard her voice. We conducted three different surgeries today. The first was on a little girl who was the only survivor of a car accident with her parents. The other two were scheduled surgeries. All three surgeries lasted for hours. I was so exhausted. I couldn’t even have a proper lunch. Before the third surgery, which was by 2 pm, I had to bite down on two chocolate bars then heading into a surgery that took 4 hours. By the time I got out, it was already 6 pm. It'd been like this yesterday. I came back home, exhausted and hungry, and had quickly plugged my phone into its charging port, then went straight to the bathroom and had my bath, ate food prepared by Anny, and went to bed. It was in the morning that I realized I hadn’t
Last Updated : 2022-03-31Our Hearts Beat For Anne Nothingness
Anne The police were already at the address before I arrived. There were two of them, a male and a female, coming out of the five-story building. I rushed towards them, introduced myself as the distress caller, and asked after Jane. It shocked me they weren’t carrying her out of the apartment already. There were no ambulances in the area. People did not gather around as they should at a time like this. ‘A time like what?’ my brain asked me. The two officers told me it was a false lead. That I had given them a wrong address, or I was playing a prank on them. Something that, according to them, had been going on lately. I played the call I recorded to them. After listening, they confirmed that the individual truly sounded like someone in trouble, but could also be acting just to make me believe she was really in danger. Nonetheless, the address she’d given clearly was the wrong one. Just to be sure she’d not confused the buildings, they’d gone to several other houses, inquiring about
Last Updated : 2022-03-31Our Hearts Beat For Anne Unpaid Male Model
Vincent I hated that my time with her felt like an old memory. It felt like years, even though it was just two days since I last set my eyes on her. Two days of hell if you ask me. “Sir.” I couldn’t sleep a wink, and neither did I have the appetite to eat anything. I felt like a ghost living in an alien body. “Sir… sir!” I shot my eyes to the detective standing like an unpaid male model. No offense, but they were beginning to get on my already messed up nerves. My dad highly revered him for all his accomplishments, but all they’ve done since we reported Anne’s case was to ask loads and loads of questions, some of which sounded irrelevant. It might be vital to finding Anne, but I felt we were wasting a whole lot of darn time. Anything could be happening to Anne as we speak. “Sir, we need to ask you a few more questions, if you don’t mind,” said the annoying detective. “Are you serious right now?” I asked, slowly rising from the couch. I could feel my anger boiling inside, ready
Last Updated : 2022-09-02Our Hearts Beat For Anne In Chains
Anne “Well, well, well! Who do we have here?” he said, pulling up a chair and sitting on it, then crossed his leg and leaned backward. “If it isn’t the famous Anne.” He let me see him. I knew it was him all along, but for him to make himself known to me didn’t bode well for me. I didn’t let him see the fear I felt. I just stared at his face with what I believed to be a stoic expression. “Are you happy to see me, sweetie?” he asked in a high-pitched grandma voice. I didn’t respond. I just stared at him whilst my mind wheeled, searching for anything that’ll be of help to me. I needn’t act rashly. That’ll be a death sentence. I just needed to wait it out and observe. The whole place was dark with just a single light dangling from a rope at what I guessed to be the centre of the room. From in here, I couldn’t tell what day it was, or how many hours had gone by, but I estimated it to be about six to seven days. The room looked like a dungeon because chains were hanging from diff
Last Updated : 2022-09-02Our Hearts Beat For Anne A Lead
Andrew My brother was a mess. I was a mess. Pamela was far from being sane. We were all scared of the same thing. We all had the same thought. Joshua! But the police were being careful, or more like scared of being sued if it turned out that apprehending Joshua was a dead end. Vincent had long since begun conducting his own investigations with my help and a private detective he hired, but strange as it may sound, we were closely watched by the police. They’d come around Vincent’s house and would tell us not to interfere with their investigations. This always drove Vincent crazy and, on several occasions, he had driven himself to the edge and almost attacked the police if I hadn’t been there to stop him. As frustrating as it was, and with countless dead ends, we started seeing results. We knew our target, so we focused on him. He had shown himself in public going about his business from the time Anne got missing, and the Private detective, Henry, had kept a close eye on his movem
Last Updated : 2022-09-02Our Hearts Beat For Anne An Advantage
Vincent Andrew had wanted to do this as he had recently been involved with Fiona, but I refused. I didn’t want him to jeopardize his relationship with Pamela. I pressed the bell again at Fiona’s penthouse, but got no response. Downstairs, the security had called her up and informed her of a visitor, and she had allowed me up. I didn’t know why she was taking so long to come to the door. For a split second, it had run through my mind that maybe, just maybe, she held Anne captive up her in her penthouse, but sniffled the thought because it was a careless move. Fiona might act all stereotypical blond and empty-headed, but I knew it was all a façade. She had adopted that behavior to fit into her acting career. She was a cunny brainiac. If not anything, the stunt she pulled that day with the sleeping drug would convince all Judases that there was more to her than meets the eye. After what felt like ages, she slowly opened the door. “What a pleasant surprise!” she exclaimed. She had on
Last Updated : 2022-09-03Our Hearts Beat For Anne Gloat
Anne “What are you doing here Fiona?!” Joshua barked at her. “I’m here to see sweet Anne, of course,” she said with a shrug. Joshua went over to her and said something in a hushed tone. I could only make out, “you’re jeopardizing everything” from all he said to her. “Calm down, brother,” she said, touching his cheeks. “No one saw me. I was as discreet as possible, okay? I just came to say my final byes to Anny,” she said with a cheeky smile. Although Joshua was not convinced, he didn’t push it. He just kept mute and went behind her, then quietly left. Fiona took a few steps toward me and looked me over. “Ugh! You are a complete mess,” she said with utter disgust. “And you stink too!” she exclaimed, scrunching up her face and covering her nose with her palm. “Whatever. I wasn’t planning on staying long. I wonder why this dude,” she said, referring to Joshua as dude, “hasn’t wasted you already. I was waiting for him to call and inform me it was over already,” she said, scrunching
Last Updated : 2022-09-03Our Hearts Beat For Anne My Deceit
Anne I saw different emotion play on her face all at once. There was shock, confusion, then anger. She wasn’t expecting that at all. That was my aim. I needed to rile her up before I entered my next plan of action. There wasn’t much time. I knew Joshua was already fed up and was going to enter and put a bullet through my skull. I had to act fast and maybe buy Vincent some time to get to me. Immediately she told me about Vincent visiting her, I knew it was set up. Thank God Joshua wasn’t here when she said that. He would have figured it out and ended me way sooner. “What so funny?” she asked in annoyance. “Poor you,” I began as calmly as possible while trying to get my hands out of the chains. It hurt like hell, but I fought the urge to scream. I wasn’t going to jeopardize my only chance at freedom. “You’re too blind to see what’s right in front of you,” I said calmly, slowly shaking my head from side to side. “What do you mean by that?” she asked in both confusion and annoyance,
Last Updated : 2022-09-04
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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
