theworldshedreamed
"Why do you look at me like that?" she asked, her voice small - like she already regretted asking.
He didn't blink. "Because you don't know what you do to me... and I don't know how to stop."
She wasn't the kind of girl people noticed.
She didn't speak unless she had to.
She moved like someone who didn't want to take up space, and lived like love was something made for others.
But he saw her - in all her silence, in all her sadness.
And once he did, he couldn't look away.
He was powerful, feared, the kind of man who didn't entertain distractions.
But something in her - something unspoken - pulled at everything he kept buried.
"You think I'm fragile," she whispered.
"No," he said, stepping closer, voice like thunder behind locked doors. "I think you're fire. You just don't know how to burn yet."
He didn't touch her... not yet.
But the way he looked at her felt like it already counted.
In the quiet moments, between breathless glances and questions neither of them asked out loud, something grew - slow, aching, dangerous.
Love in Silence is a story of broken hearts and heavy stares, quiet longing and slow touches, whispered devotion and the kind of love that sneaks in... exactly where it hurts most.