" And so I continue working through the beating heart that remembers love and loss. Because in that space—there's a story alive, still unfolding, still with the potential for hope."
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- Charis is lying in bed, the soft glow of her phone illuminating her face. The quiet room is filled with the sound of her heartbeat, a steady rhythm amplifying the tension that lingers in the air. It's late at night, and she can't shake off the feeling of unease. Mizo's responses on WhatsApp have become sparse, and it feels wrong. The clock reads 9:30 PM. Outside, the night is calm, a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing within her. She types a message to Mizo, her heart racing.
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2022, retelling :
Charis: (WhatsApp texting) Mizo, can we talk? I've been feeling like we're drifting apart...
Mizo: (replying) Hey baby, I know things have been tough lately. I work a lot, but I promise you, I would never cheat or betray you. You mean too much to me.
Charis: (pausing, then responding) I believe you, but... is there something you're not telling me? We've hardly spent time together. Why do I feel like I'm the only one trying?
Mizo: I swear, it's not like that. I've been caught up with work and other stuff. It has nothing to do with you.
Charis: (feeling frustrated) It just hurts, Mizo. I just can't shake the feeling that there's more to it. Please, be honest with me.
Mizo: (hesitant) Charis, I need to admit something. There's a secret I've been keeping. Our therapist told me I need to share it with you, but... I can't do it over text.
Charis: (heart pounding) A secret? What kind of secret? Can't you at least give me a hint?
Mizo: (taking a deep breath) I just need time to explain everything properly. I want to see you face to face, not through a screen. Please trust me.
Charis: (sensing his sincerity) Okay... but it's hard for me to trust when I feel so alone in this. Can you tell me when we can talk?
Mizo: (sincerely) I promise I'll contact you soon. Just give me a little time. It's important and I want to do it right.
Charis: (frustrated, but softening) Fine. But just so you know, I'm scared, Mizo. Scared of the unknown, scared of losing you to whatever this is.
Mizo: (heartfelt) I would never hurt you intentionally. Just hold on a little longer, okay? I love you, Charis.
Charis: (whispering to herself) Love shouldn't feel this complicated.
The tension lingers in the air as Charis stares at the screen, her heart heavy with uncertainty, waiting for Mizo's next move.
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