The Disharmony Refrain

The Disharmony Refrain

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When someone dreamed, no, fantasised about their perfect other half for years and years, going so far to even write letters to him, and he suddenly appears in front of them- exactly how they imagined him to look, how are they supposed to react? And then when they find out that he isn't exactly like they thought.... I've dreamt about Onyx all my life. He was my imaginary friend, my imaginary comfort and my imaginary half or so I thought until he arrives in my life... In my dreams he loved me and I loved him , but in real life I wasn't the beautiful brunette and he wasn't the kind, lovable gentleman either. Will it be the same with the real us? Onyx was the only person who believed me in my life, but will the real Onyx believe me? I just can't seem to gather the courage to ask. I'm scared. Scared that Nyx who has been my side all my life will suddenly dissipate, leaving me alone. I have always been alone, I suppose. But I had created Nyx for that. And I don't think I can endure it if Nyx disappears, leaving me solitary. But he slowly is. He is slowly being replace by the real one who to my extreme horror is completely different from my ideal Nyx. He is cruel and mean and I - I can't seem to be myself when I see this unexpected side of him. He who has always been there for me, who has cared for me, loved me, wanted me, stayed with me as I cried, trusted me and most importantly wanted me. Will Nyx be there now, though? Will he be there for me now, at my most important and difficult part of my life to protect me from himself? I wonder which one of them will be left for me. Left to pick up the pieces of my heart because I don't know if I will survive this confusing battle between Onyx and Nyx. I've read somewhere that everyone's life is a ballad of joy, heartbreak and love. If my life is a song as well, then it must be The Disharmony Refrain, because no one has ever understood me- no one but Onyx and now it looks like no one will understand me ever again either...
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Book One of Five in the New Beginnings Series. **You do NOT have to read Inhale, Exhale, & Breathe to enjoy these stories** #1 in bxb tag: 09/21/2024 #4 in friendstolovers tag: 9/21/2024 CYRUS PIERCE: I'm content in my almost soundless world. I prefer to live through the romance stories I weave and post online. Hardly anyone reads my books, even if they're free, but I do have one fan, and he's supported me since I started writing two years ago. Except, my writing started to take a depressing dive when I realized that you simply couldn't prevent nor protect your heart from falling for someone. For him. For the one who had no interest in me. When I fell in love with him, I thought we had a chance. It was an accident. Turned out, I couldn't be more wrong. He doesn't want me, and I wasn't supposed to have him. It didn't matter if he showed up in the bookstore every day, talking to everyone else except me. Nor did it matter at all because he didn't know sign language. He couldn't learn. We couldn't communicate. But after I go on a date and it ends in putrid disaster, he makes his appearance known, and he's angry. Then he's doing things for me that confuse me. My stories are filling up with pages of content, dreams that I want to come true, and my mystery commenter encourages me to continue-to reach my happiness. To take what I want. But the activities planned start sparking familiarity-like I lived it before, or maybe dreamed it. Or maybe, just maybe, I'd written it before? My mind is spiraling, but I can't stop myself from getting closer and closer to him. I'm not supposed to have him, but my heart craves him. Sage Monroe, I'm in love with you, and I'm scared now because I have a feeling that you've been communicating with me in more ways than one.

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