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The Cuckoo Clock Heart

When The Heart Remembers

What if two people entered your life... One makes your heart race, as if your souls have known each other for a thousand years. The other walks silently by your side, shielding you from the storm, never saying much, but never once leaving. …Then who is the one that truly loves you? In hazy dreams beneath the moonlight and rustling bamboo, Bach Lan sees herself running through a sea of fire and hears someone call her by a name long forgotten by time: “Little Bach.” A voice so familiar, gentle, and distant, as if from a past life. Yet when she wakes, that gaze, that feeling, still makes her heart tremble. In the present, she is just an ordinary girl starting a new job, living a quiet life in the city. But since the day she met those two men, her inner world began to crack. One is warm and gentle. The other, distant and cold, but silently protective. Memories she never lived. Emotions she never named. And truths long buried in the spiral of reincarnation... Love, resentment, and fate are they born from the heart’s will, or simply the wheel of destiny turning once more? A story woven between reality and dreams. A love that transcends time itself, just to discover: Who is the one that truly awakens your heart? If you enjoy light-hearted, humorous romance with a handsome professor and an irresistibly cute student, feel free to check out my other story: “My Professor, My Husband.” I’d be so happy to have you join me on both journeys! ❤️
Zieny189 · 4.9K Views

The prince's heart

The palace gardens were a tapestry of silver under the full moon, their roses glowing faintly as Alaric paced the stone path. His heart raced, not from the day’s endless duties but from the thought of Elara. She’d agreed to meet him here, despite her hesitations, and the weight of what he wanted to say pressed against his chest. Elara emerged from the shadows, her simple dress a stark contrast to the opulence around them. Her eyes, bright and wary, met his. “You shouldn’t be here, Your Highness,” she whispered, glancing at the darkened windows of the palace. “If we’re seen—” “I don’t care,” Alaric said, stepping closer. “Elara, I can’t keep pretending. Every moment I’m with you, I feel alive. Not a prince, not a pawn—just me.” Her breath caught, and she shook her head. “You’re not just a man, Alaric. You’re the crown prince. Your world is up there”—she gestured toward the palace—“and mine is below it. We can’t change that.” “We can,” he insisted, his voice low but fierce. “I love you, Elara. I’ve tried to fight it, to honor my vows, my kingdom—but I can’t. I won’t.” Tears glistened in her eyes. “You don’t understand what you’re asking. If I let myself love you, I’ll lose everything—my safety, my place here. And you… you could lose your throne.” “Then let me lose it,” he said, taking her hands. Her fingers trembled in his, warm despite the night’s chill. “You’re worth more than any crown.” She pulled away, her voice breaking. “Don’t say that. You’re meant to lead Eldoria. I won’t be the reason you fall.” Before he could respond, she turned and fled into the darkness, leaving him alone with the roses and the ache in his heart.
Kha_Dee_Jarh · 8.2K Views
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