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Our Hearts Beat For Anne The Future is Here
Anne I felt him move up, stopping directly over my face. I thought he would pull the pillow away, so I tightened my hold on it, but he made no move to do that. Weirdly, his hands were still where I last felt them, and I wasn’t seeing his expression cause of the pillow over my head. A few moments later, I felt his hand slip out of my shorts. I was worried. I decided to remove the pillow, but he beat me to it. He pulled it over and stared at my face. He wasn’t smiling, neither was he angry. He had an unreadable expression on his face that, somehow, retained the intensity in his eyes. “Are you disappointed?” I asked, roaming my eyes around his face to decipher, even if was the tiniest thought. He was going to answer, but footsteps outside my door sent us flying apart. He flung himself off the bed, while I adjusted my shorts and shirt, then sat up on the bed, waiting for the knock that never came. The footsteps went downstairs and walked around the kitchen area for a while. It was ac
Last Updated : 2022-03-01Our Hearts Beat For Anne Sleepless Night
Anne I laid on my bed, staring absentmindedly at the ceiling. My mind was weighed down with a burden heavy enough to flatten a car. Vincent hadn’t picked Andrew’s call. He had called severally but he didn’t pick up. He had slid it inside his pant pocket and grabbed my hang, resuming the back and forth flinging as if nothing had changed the air around us. He was dreading the future, too. On reaching the bus stop, the cab he ordered earlier was already waiting to pick him up. Before he entered, he had placed a soft kiss on my lips and had whispered that we’d see later. That moment reminded me of the night that changed everything. I had brought up Andrew, and his mood had changed. He had tried to hide it like before, but I knew he felt uneasy and disturbed. Nevertheless, he called me when he got to his hotel room and we spoke for an hour before we called it a night. I couldn’t sleep though. The love Vincent and I shared was forbidden now, and I didn’t know how to come to terms with th
Last Updated : 2022-03-01Our Hearts Beat For Anne Relief
ANNE It was my first time entering the hotel that was now known as the medical hotel by a good number of people in Umende. Being where all the visiting medical personnel lodged, a lot of protocols were being followed before one can enter or leave the premises. I spent close to thirty minutes waiting in line to get checked at the entrance. Vincent had told me of these processes and had suggested we met at my house, but stubborn me insisted on going to his hotel. They shut a lot of places down because of the lockdown, so we hadn’t many options. It was either my place, which I was so not agreeing to, or I go to him as a medical volunteer. The latter I did. He said he had a meeting with his team that morning and had opted to come to pick me up in the afternoon. Again, stubbornly, I insisted I waited for him at the reception, cue in my prolonged waiting at the beautiful gate. The event of yesterday disturbed me a lot. I needed to let it out, and I needed to do that as soon as possible b
Last Updated : 2022-03-01Our Hearts Beat For Anne Were you Disappointed?
Anne “Oh sorry! I didn’t know you had a visitor,” she said when she peeped through his shoulders and saw me sitting on the bed. ‘So, if he hadn’t a visitor, what was she going to do?’ my angry mind yelled at her. I know I was reading more than it was to the whole Dr. Arya thing. Honestly, I didn’t have a problem with her. She was a beautiful and jovial soul from my brief encounter with her. The only thing was that I felt I’d messed things up with Vincent and his family. If someone as blameless and lovely as her enters the picture, everyone was likely to let go of the problematic Anne and glide towards her. “Hi Anne,” she waved over Vincent's shoulders. “Hi Dr. Arya,” I replied as enthusiastically as possible. “It’s nice seeing you again after a dreadful encounter,” she said with a kind smile. “Same here, doctor,” I replied, imitating her smile. She turned back to Vincent and mumbled a few things to him, then handed him something, turned to the side, and walked off. When Vincen
Last Updated : 2022-03-02Our Hearts Beat For Anne Memory Lane
Anne It all felt like a dream. The moments with Vincent felt like a dream I didn’t want to wake up from. He transformed what I had imagined was going to be the worst year of my life to the exact opposite. He showed me the true meaning of love and care. Not just towards me, but to my family. He visited almost every evening to have dinner and spend time with us. It was now a routine to discuss health matters with mum during dinner, play with Joan till she goes to bed, then chat with Makayla and me till the late hours of the night before going back to his hotel. On weekends, we would all go on a brief stroll to the park. Sometimes, Makayla would call her boyfriend Matthew and he’d join us. The lockdown created a lot of restrictions, but it didn’t deter our fun. We made use of the open places and kept the social distance in crowded areas. On days he couldn’t make it due to work, I’d scurry over to the hotel, spend annoying minutes at the entrance, then spend the remaining beautiful b
Last Updated : 2022-03-02Our Hearts Beat For Anne Come Home With Me
Anne“Where is Jaden now?” Vincent asked from where he lay on my chest.“I don’t know,” I replied, staring up at the ceiling. “After high school, he left for the states to further his studies.”“You didn’t keep in touch?” he asked while playing with my fingers. He’d been doing that for a while now.“No. We drifted apart after I’d said no to his relationship request. I think I bruised his ego or something,” I said thoughtfully. “He’d heard so much about my rejecting spree and had even experienced first-hand one of my mum’s lectures against having a boyfriend, but somehow he felt he was different. Maybe because he was the only boy my mum allowed into the house to study with me. Plus, she always gave him her homemade cookies and milk. Yea, he felt special.” I narrated, toying with his soft hair.“Although…” I continued, “I searched him on F******k and found him. But he looked totally different from the lanky kid I knew back in high school. He was all grown with facial hair and muscles. I
Last Updated : 2022-03-03Our Hearts Beat For Anne Tension
Anne I braced myself as we entered Vincent’s family house. We had gone straight to his house and dropped our stuff right after we landed, before heading for the family house. I was scared. More like terrified. I knew things weren’t going to go down so well. All I did was brace myself for the worst and hope my defense would hold. The entire house was eerily quiet when we arrived. It was still the early hours of the evening, at about 6 pm. The time I was here, 6 pm, was dinner time. Everybody would have come down and the house would’ve been alive with chattering and sounds of cutlery against plates. But that wasn’t happening. Before returning, we had discussed deeply the challenges we would face when we got back. It was during this discussion that I told him about Joshua and the info he shared with me before I left. Vincent told me that Joshua had told them everything before traveling, but the tale wasn’t as detailed and disturbing as mine. Being the manipulative guy he was, I knew J
Last Updated : 2022-03-03Our Hearts Beat For Anne My Doom
Anne At first, he was confused why everyone was looking at him. He had his head over his phone when he’d entered, whilst exclaiming the state of his stomach. He had stared from the staff to his mother, who was briskly making her way towards him. It was when his eyes landed on me did he realize what was going on. I saw his face go through almost all the stages of heartbreak in an irregular order. From the denial that it was really me standing there and not his brain conjuring up an image of me, to accepting the fact that it was me. He had glanced at his mum and the staff again to be certain they saw who he was seeing. “Drew! You are back! Uh… the food would be ready in no time,” Rebecca said tensely, raising her hand and grabbing her son’s upper arm. “Mum, Anny,” he said in a tiny, childlike voice, looking from his mother to me whilst pointing at me. Rebecca pretended not to have heard him. She wordlessly continued to pull him. He had allowed Rebecca to move him a few inches toward
Last Updated : 2022-03-04
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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
