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Our love language (2)
#blind girl # romancenovel #chapter2
Her lashes, heavy with modesty, fluttered down, casting a veil over her eyes. Yaqub watched her in silence, his heart pounding in his chest, an echo of the unspoken emotions that swirled between them.
As the moments ticked by, Rahel's heartbeat grew louder, a drumbeat of anticipation. She longed to hear his voice, to know the depths of his heart, to feel the connection that their souls yearned for. Yet, he remained silent, leaving her in a poignant void of unanswered questions.
The silence was shattered by the gentle rustle of Yaqub's hand as he reached out and captured hers. Her fingers trembled as she felt his warm touch, her body instinctively shrinking into herself.
In that moment, the world around them faded away, replaced by the intensity of their shared gaze. The weight of unspoken words hung heavy in the air, a silent symphony of emotions.
Yaqub pulled her hand closer, pressing it against his rapidly beating heart. He wanted to tell her, to confess the love that had blossomed in his heart at first sight.
The thought of such an admission would have once elicited a scoff from him, a dismissive laugh at the absurdity of such an emotion. But now, it was an undeniable truth, a revelation that had transformed his very being.
He had fallen in love with his wife, his life partner, his soulmate, all in the blink of an eye.
Rahel felt his heart pounding beneath her palm, a rhythmic echo of her own racing pulse. Yet, she was lost in a labyrinth of confusion, unable to grasp the meaning behind her husband's silence.
She tried to pull her hand away, yearning to break the spell of silence that held them captive. But Yaqub's grip tightened, his other hand reaching out to gently cup her face.
A shy smile graced her lips, a delicate bloom amidst the whirlwind of emotions that swirled within her. Gathering her courage, she spoke, her voice barely a whisper, "Why do you not speak? I long to hear your voice."
Yaqub remained rooted to the spot, his gaze unwavering, his silence a deafening confession in itself.
"Please, say something," she pleaded, her voice trembling with a hint of desperation. "You know I cannot see."
Yaqub released her hands, leaving her suspended in a sea of uncertainty. Rahel's heart sank, the weight of her secret threatening to crush her spirit. Had she been too hasty in revealing her blindness?
Moments stretched into an eternity, punctuated by the deafening silence that filled the room. Yaqub remained silent, his expression unreadable.
"What is it?" Rahel asked, her voice laced with fear....
Her lashes, heavy with modesty, fluttered down, casting a veil over her eyes. Yaqub watched her in silence, his heart pounding in his chest, an echo of the unspoken emotions that swirled between them.
As the moments ticked by, Rahel's heartbeat grew louder, a drumbeat of anticipation. She longed to hear his voice, to know the depths of his heart, to feel the connection that their souls yearned for. Yet, he remained silent, leaving her in a poignant void of unanswered questions.
The silence was shattered by the gentle rustle of Yaqub's hand as he reached out and captured hers. Her fingers trembled as she felt his warm touch, her body instinctively shrinking into herself.
In that moment, the world around them faded away, replaced by the intensity of their shared gaze. The weight of unspoken words hung heavy in the air, a silent symphony of emotions.
Yaqub pulled her hand closer, pressing it against his rapidly beating heart. He wanted to tell her, to confess the love that had blossomed in his heart at first sight.
The thought of such an admission would have once elicited a scoff from him, a dismissive laugh at the absurdity of such an emotion. But now, it was an undeniable truth, a revelation that had transformed his very being.
He had fallen in love with his wife, his life partner, his soulmate, all in the blink of an eye.
Rahel felt his heart pounding beneath her palm, a rhythmic echo of her own racing pulse. Yet, she was lost in a labyrinth of confusion, unable to grasp the meaning behind her husband's silence.
She tried to pull her hand away, yearning to break the spell of silence that held them captive. But Yaqub's grip tightened, his other hand reaching out to gently cup her face.
A shy smile graced her lips, a delicate bloom amidst the whirlwind of emotions that swirled within her. Gathering her courage, she spoke, her voice barely a whisper, "Why do you not speak? I long to hear your voice."
Yaqub remained rooted to the spot, his gaze unwavering, his silence a deafening confession in itself.
"Please, say something," she pleaded, her voice trembling with a hint of desperation. "You know I cannot see."
Yaqub released her hands, leaving her suspended in a sea of uncertainty. Rahel's heart sank, the weight of her secret threatening to crush her spirit. Had she been too hasty in revealing her blindness?
Moments stretched into an eternity, punctuated by the deafening silence that filled the room. Yaqub remained silent, his expression unreadable.
"What is it?" Rahel asked, her voice laced with fear....
