Eternal Love

Chapter 7

Unveiling Hearts

he can feel the weight of Jeff's confession hanging heavy in the air. The words "I love you" echo in his mind, sending a shiver down his spine as they awaken something deep within him.

His heart flutters with a mixture of longing and confusion, as if on the brink of remembering something long forgotten.

Despite his inner turmoil, Bible remains rooted to the spot, unable to face Jeff as he bares his soul. He can hear the pain in Jeff's voice, the raw vulnerability that cuts through the silence like a knife.

Guilt gnaws at Bible's conscience, knowing that he's the cause of Jeff's suffering, yet unable to find the words to offer solace or comfort.With each passing moment, the tension in the room grows thicker, suffocating in its intensity.

Bible's chest tightens with the weight of unspoken words and unresolved emotions, his mind racing as he grapples with the flood of memories and sensations crashing over him.

But as Jeff's sobs fill the air, a flicker of something stirs within Bible-a glimmer of recognition, perhaps, or the faint echo of a love long lost. He squeezes his eyes shut, willing himself to make sense of the jumble of emotions swirling within him, but the answers remain frustratingly out of reach.

As Bible hears Jeff's voice faltering, a pang of concern shoots through him like a bolt of lightning. Without hesitation, he whirls around to find Jeff on the brink of collapse, his body swaying unsteadily as he struggles to maintain his balance.

Without a second thought, Bible rushes to his side, his heart hammering in his chest as he catches Jeff just before he falls."Jeff, hey."3
Bible urges, his voice laced with worry as he tries to rouse Jeff from his stupor.

But there's no response, no flicker of recognition in Jeff's vacant gaze, and Bible's heart sinks as he realizes the gravity of the situation.The scent of alcohol hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the musty smell of the living room.

Bible's brow furrows in concern as he gently lifts Jeff into his arms, cradling him close in a bridal-style hold. Jeff's limp form feels weightless against his chest, a stark contrast to the burden of guilt and uncertainty that weighs heavily on Bible's shoulders.

With careful steps, Bible carries Jeff to his room, his mind racing with a million questions and fears. As he lays Jeff down on the bed, Bible brushes a stray lock of hair from Jeff's forehead, his touch gentle and tender. He sits by Jeff's side, watching over him with a sense of careness .

Jeff slowly drifts back to consciousness, the first thing he notices is the softness of the bed beneath him and the warmth of the blankets draped over his body

Confusion clouds his mind as he tries to piece together the events of the previous night, but his memories remain hazy and fragmented, like scattered puzzle pieces that refuse to fit together.

With a groan, Jeff shifts in bed, his head pounding with the dull ache of a hangover. He squeezes his eyes shut against the harsh light filtering through the curtains, trying to push through the fog of confusion that clouds his thoughts.

Slowly, the events of the night before start to trickle back into his mind-the sound of his own voice faltering, the sensation of his legs giving way beneath him, the strong arms that caught him before he fell.And then, like a bolt of lightning, realization strikes.

Bible. It was Bible who had come to his rescue, who had carried him to bed and watched over him through the night. Gratitude wells up within Jeff's chest, mingling with a sense of embarrassment and vulnerability.

With a sigh, Jeff sits up in bed, running a hand through his tousled hair as he tries to shake off the remnants of sleep. He glances around the room and his eyes were locked at picture frame on night table