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Heart Speaks is a story about Sophia. She and her younger sister, Erica, the talented musical attended the same Music High School. Henry want to date Sophia. While Benjamin want Erica, his ex girlfriend back, after breaking her heart for many times. Would Sophia accept Henry? Would Erica accept Ben back?
Sophia's POV
The rising and the falling of Erica's sweet voice were cascading blissfulness into the ears of the audiences and judges, the inexplicably and unfathomable joy and wins their tender souls. All applauded - in a standing ovation, in an orchestra hall in my school. I was so happy, so happy, that makes tears started dripping down from my eyes to my cheeks. Erica was my younger sister. She was talented to sing. And she always won all the competitions she participates in.
"Amazing" the first judge exclaimed.
"Wow," the second judge clamored.
"She sings beautifully" the third judge bawled.
Standing on the glistening and colorful lights stage. Amid the glowing hall with luminous lights. Erica was happy to see people in jubilations because of her. And she smiled with her baby face.
"The winner of today's music high school competition is...." the absence of the first judge's last word abated the audience's noise. All went silent, so silent, that I could hear my chest throbbing up and down.
"Skylar Erica" the second judge shouted. And Erica burst into tears. In joyful tears.
The hall vibrated with jubilations. I hugged Lucy and Bella. They are my best friends in school. And they hugged me back in gladness. Everyone wore the countenance of happiness except the losers. Who were busy shedding tears?
Although Erica has been winning different competitions this one was different. She won a car key and scholarship too.
Sitting with Erica and my friends on chairs in the school's restaurant. Shaking my head to the tune of background music. Students were congratulating us. And some boys were snapping pics with us, especially with Erica.
"For Erica" Lucy raised a bottle of wine in her left hand, a glass cup with little wine in her right hand. Seeing her, we quickly filled up our glass cup with wine too.
"For Erica" the rest of us chorused. And we drank it together. It was sweet in my mouth. Filling it again to its brim, I drank it again. The sweetness didn't satisfy my tongue. Filling it again to its brim, I drank it. And yet, I wasn't satisfied. And then, I put the whole bottle of wine into my mouth and drank it, and even sucked it off till there wasn't any drop.
Noticing them staring at me in silence except in the background music. And in their face, I read a lot of things. Lucy wore a face of disbelief. Bella wore a curious face - a face that has a question to ask. Noticing Erica's face now, she was just smiling. And I smiled too. Then eyes were rolling. Accelerating - rapidly like owl red eyes. I panicked. Whose eyes is this? I want to hold the eyes of that person, to stop it from rolling. Not knowing that it was my own eyes that were rolling.
"She was drunk," Bella said
"Hold her," Someone said. Then I felt a hand holding me tightly.
"Leave me alone" I roared, trying to free myself.
Amid the struggling. The eyes were rolling again. Looking at the floor, it started rolling too. I tried to hold the floor or else an earthquake might happen. Many hard hands held me back.
"Leave me"..... Then everything was silent. And dark..... "Leave me alone, or else...."
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"Erica, Erica, E - RI - ca" I muttered those words out of my dreams, and my mouth smelts of wine. Not ordinary wine. It was the alcoholic one. I sit up on our bed swiftly. It was my bed and Erica's bed. We slept together in one room because Erica has a phobia of sleeping alone. The school uniform was still on my body. "I suppose to wear night gown," I said and my mouth smelts like an alcoholic wine again. What happened? "What happened?" I managed to say the words out slowly, to avoid the smells.
"You got drunk yesterday," Erica said, coming out of the bathroom.
"Really?" I asked, covering my mouth with both hands, not to smell the gas of the wine again.
Erica looked at me. And smiled.
Her smile. With her baby face. Charmed my eyes. And took my memory back to what happened yesterday, at the school's restaurant.
"Did dad knows that I got drunk?" I inquired, without caring for the smell again.
"No. He asked me why you were sleeping in the afternoon, and I told him I have a headache Erica said, still smiling. That is why I love her, she always saved me from every trouble from my strict dad. "He gave me some milk and some drugs" Erica picked a packet of drugs on the red stool and threw it to me.
"What of the milk?" I asked
"Forget about it. The sick girl didn't need milk. She only needs drugs" Erica said, still smiling.
"So, Am I sick?" I asked with an opened palm up.
"Should I tell dad the truth?" Erica asked back and smiled.
Hissing like a cat. I started offing my school uniform. I'm sure that Erica had already drunk the milk. Moving down from the bed, I kept hissing. And I walked to the bathroom. I need to do it quickly for school. Still hissing loudly. But it seems Erica didn't care at all. She played her favorite song on her phone and she sings along.
Water was cascading down on my head and then down to my naked body, to wash soap foam off. I picked a toothbrush near me and applied much paste on it - it is a remedy to clean up and send the bad smells of the wine away.
The absence of the gas of the wine from my mouth relieved my mind.
I catch Erica peeping through - watching my naked body.
"Are you a lesbian?" I shouted and threw my toothbrush towards her eyes. She dodged it and laughed.
I ate my breakfast with my Erica - stubborn girl. I kept gazing at her with the angry face but she would just look away and smiled.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"