UNVOICED LOVE

CHAPTER - 22

Hannah’s P.O.V

Before he could go any further, a fist crashed against his face. I slowly opened my eyes, dazed and trembling, only to see Dad—standing there with the cops.

He rushed to me and wrapped me in his arms. It was the first time in years—since childhood—that he held me like this. I broke down completely, sobbing like a child in his embrace.

“It’s okay,” he whispered, voice trembling. “Dad is here now. Nothing bad will ever happen to my baby girl again.”

Baby girl.
That word shattered me. It was my nickname—one he hadn’t used since that awful day when my sister slipped down the stairs and I was wrongly blamed. That was the day I lost my father's trust... and his warmth.

He took off his jacket and gently draped it over me, shielding my shivering body. Then, turning to the man who dared to touch me, he punched him again—his voice low and dangerous.

“Touch my daughter one more time, and I swear, I’ll show you what hell truly feels like.”

The police stepped in, cuffed him, and dragged him away. But all I could do was cling to Dad’s shirt, trembling like a leaf in a storm.

“You know how dangerous it is to walk alone here!” he scolded, his voice rising with fury. “Why were you alone? Where is that so-called boyfriend of yours?! This is exactly why I warned you to stay away from him! But no—you never listen! Look what happened now!”

For the first time, I saw love hidden in anger. I felt like a little girl again—safe, scared, and deeply loved.

“Instead of protecting you, he put you in more danger. That boy is the danger,” Dad muttered, his voice breaking.

“Dad… I’m sorry,” I whispered, eyes brimming. “I’ve misunderstood you all these years. I know now… how much you love me.”

I explained everything in broken breaths. “Aaron’s mom was hospitalized… He had to leave early. He wanted to drop me home, but the driver couldn’t come and my cab got canceled last minute… I thought I could walk—I knew the shortcuts. But... thank you for coming.”

He didn’t reply, just gave a small nod. I rested my head against his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breath, and slowly drifted off to sleep in his arms.

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Aaron’s P.O.V

“Mom… please take care of yourself,” I said softly, placing peeled orange slices on a plate beside her. “You’re not young anymore. You can’t just eat whatever you want. Start doing some yoga—something, at least.”

She gave me a tired smile. “I want orange juice instead. I don’t have the strength to chew.”

I narrowed my eyes, suspicious. “Mom, stop making excuses. Eat it. You need to take your medicines too.”

But something didn’t sit right. She usually preferred fruits over juice. Still, I gave in and headed to the hospital cafeteria. Ordered her juice... got myself a cold coffee... paid with my card.

As I walked back toward her room, I heard a voice—a voice that made my blood run cold.

“Just scar her face completely. Make her unrecognizable... ugly.”

My heart froze.

I rushed in, only to see Mom on the phone. The moment she saw me, panic struck her face. She dropped the phone.

Before it hit the ground, I caught it and put it to my ear.

“Don’t worry, ma’am. Just give us the remaining payment and the job is done. We already have the girl.”

And then… a scream.
A scream that sliced through my soul.

Hannah.

I shouted her name. But Mom snatched the phone away from me.

“Mom… I didn’t expect this from you,” I said, shaking with rage. “If anything happens to her—anything—I swear you’ll face the consequences.”

I turned to grab my phone from the table—only to find it switched off.

She had done it. My own mother.

I turned it on, heart pounding.
Missed calls.
A voicemail.

I played it.

Hannah’s trembling voice whispered through the speaker, begging for help. She was terrified. She was in pain.

I rushed to the door. Mom blocked me.

“Move,” I growled. She didn’t. I pushed her aside, ignoring her curses and screams.

I didn’t care.
Only one person mattered now.
My love. My Hannah.

I drove like a madman, breaking every rule, honking wildly, calling the police as I went. I tried calling her—again and again—but her phone was off.

Every second felt like a blade slicing through me.

I reached the location she’d shared. Slowed down, scanning every corner… and then I saw her.

There she was—clinging to her father like her life depended on it. Terrified. Her face pale. Her body trembling.

She was safe… but broken.

I stopped the car, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tight, my knuckles turned white. Guilt ripped through me like fire. I couldn’t protect her. I left her alone… in the night… in a place I knew wasn’t safe.

I drove away.

Back home, I lost control.

I destroyed everything I saw. Smashed my phone. Threw vases. Tore paintings worth millions. Broke tables, shattered glass, knocked over chairs. I screamed until my throat gave out.

How could I be so blind?

I couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t sit still. I grabbed shards of broken glass and crushed them in my hand. Blood poured out—but it didn’t hurt. Not as much as knowing she had suffered.

By morning, the house was a wreck. But the pain only grew stronger.

Then I remembered something. I ran to Dad’s office, opened his drawer, took out a lighter.

I lit it.

Held my hand over the flame.

The burn was nothing. Not even one percent of what she’d endured. Not even close.

The pain I deserved was more.

Tears spilled down my cheeks.

And just when I thought nothing could stop the storm inside me… someone pulled my hand away.

Furious, I turned—ready to strike whoever it was.

But the moment my eyes met theirs, all my anger disappeared.

Author's Note

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Finally Hannah got her father's love back. Her dream of hugging him came true but what about Aaron? how will he safe her from his own mother? Who will he choose... his mother or his love
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