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Every kiss,Every promise

🇳🇬Hope_Alfred
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Chapter 1 - The promise

Rainey Bell had always believed in promises. Small ones, like the weekly coffee dates with her best friend, and big ones, like the promise she made to herself to leave her small hometown and see the world. But the most important promise of her life had been made on a chilly autumn night, under a streetlamp flickering outside her high school gym.

That was the night she'd first kissed Noah Sinclair.

Noah was Rainey's opposite in almost every way. Where she was grounded and practical, he was a dreamer, with his head always tilted toward the sky, eyes searching for something just beyond reach. He'd talked endlessly of becoming a musician, of moving to the city, of making a name for himself beyond the small confines of their hometown.

But on that night, as they danced under the stars after sneaking out of a school dance, Noah had promised her something that eclipsed his other dreams. His hand rested on her cheek, his thumb tracing gentle circles as he whispered, "I'll come back for you, Rainey. No matter where I go, I'll come back."

They were only eighteen, but Rainey had felt the weight of that promise, the warmth of it settling in her heart. And with every stolen kiss, every shared laugh, every whispered dream, she'd believed him.

Two weeks later, Noah left for the city. Rainey stayed behind, working at her family's small-town bookstore, telling herself it was only temporary. Noah would find his footing, they'd save up enough to make a life together, and one day he would come back.

But as the years passed, the letters grew fewer, the calls more infrequent. Soon, the promises they'd made felt like fading echoes of a dream they'd once shared. And Rainey couldn't ignore the questions that haunted her: Had she been naive to believe in Noah's promise? Was she holding onto something that no longer existed?

Eight years later, Rainey's life was steady, if not thrilling. She still ran her family's bookstore, now managing it on her own since her mother's health had declined. The little shop was filled with the smell of old books, rain-splattered windows, and the hum of local customers who came more for company than for novels.

Then, one quiet spring evening, she heard a familiar voice.

"Rainey?"

Her heart stopped. She turned slowly, and there he was—Noah, looking older, a bit worn, but unmistakably him. The same eyes that once held all the stars she'd dreamed of, the same half-smile that still somehow felt like home.

They stared at each other in stunned silence until Noah stepped forward, breaking the spell. "It's been a long time."

She managed a nod, though her throat felt tight. "You look…different."

"So do you," he replied, his gaze softening as he took her in.

He told her he'd come back for a few weeks, to reconnect with family and take a break from city life. The music industry had been grueling, and he'd needed time away to "find himself," he said. But as they spoke, as the words flowed easily between them, Rainey felt old emotions rising—the thrill, the warmth, the heartache.

By the end of the evening, Noah asked if they could meet again. And even though every cautious part of her told her to refuse, she found herself agreeing.

They met up, night after night, taking long walks along the familiar streets of their town, laughing about old memories, confessing new dreams. For a moment, Rainey felt like they were eighteen again, untouched by time. Chapter 3: Wounds of the Past

For a few blissful weeks, Rainey and Noah fell back into an old rhythm, as if the years between them had vanished. Every night, they found themselves walking familiar paths, wrapped in laughter and easy silences, the kind that only existed between people who knew each other's stories by heart. But as much as she wanted to believe they could pick up where they left off, Rainey couldn't ignore the doubt gnawing at her heart.

One evening, as they sat on a park bench overlooking the river, Noah's hand resting casually over hers, she took a deep breath and spoke the words she'd been holding back.

"Noah, why didn't you come back? Why did you stop writing?"

He turned to her, his expression flickering with something unreadable. "I wanted to, Rainey. More than anything. But…I got caught up in everything. The city, the music, the people. Life just…got away from me."

Rainey bit her lip, feeling the weight of those words. It was the explanation she'd feared, a vague answer that felt like an excuse, like her place in his life had never been as important as she thought. She looked down at her hands, pulling her fingers from his.

"I waited, Noah. For years. Every holiday, every birthday, I kept hoping…" Her voice cracked, and she didn't finish. She didn't need to. The silence between them held all the words she couldn't say.

Noah reached for her, his face etched with guilt. "Rainey, I know I hurt you. And I don't expect you to forgive me. But being back here, being with you…it feels like coming home. I realize now what I threw away."

"Maybe it's too late for that," Rainey whispered, her heart aching. She couldn't forget the years she'd spent watching life pass her by while he chased his dreams. She couldn't forget the heartbreak, the lonely nights filled with unanswered questions.

But despite the pain, her heart still leapt every time he smiled at her, every time he looked at her like she was the only person in the world.

A few days later, Rainey's best friend, Lisa, invited her over for coffee, sensing the storm brewing inside her. As they sipped from steaming mugs, Lisa cut straight to the heart of the matter.

"Are you really going to let Noah back in after all these years?" she asked, her gaze sharp but filled with concern.

"I don't know," Rainey admitted. "Every time I'm with him, it feels like we could have that future we talked about. But when I remember how he left… I feel like a fool."

Lisa nodded, placing a reassuring hand on Rainey's shoulder. "Listen, love is complicated. But don't lose yourself just because he's back. Remember who you are and what you want. Don't let him be a reason to settle."

Rainey knew her friend was right. She couldn't just fall back into Noah's arms without making sure he truly understood the pain he'd caused, and without asking herself if this was what she wanted now, not just what she'd wanted at eighteen.