I Heard His Thoughts Never His Love Chapter 14
Later, I occasionally heard news about Silas from Mrs. Grey.
After our final meeting, he began eating normally again and cooperating with treatment.
Perhaps living with his condition for so long gave him a unique perspective.
Once his emotions stabilized, he began formally studying psychology.
Several years later, he earned the necessary professional license.
He joined an organization that provided psychological support to children who had suffered experiences similar to his own.
At last, he stopped saying the opposite of what he meant.
Whenever he met a child who refused to speak, he patiently told them,
“You have to learn to say what you want.”
“Being afraid of losing someone doesn’t give you the right to hurt them.”
“Not everyone will stand in the same place forever waiting for you.”
I heard he never dated again.
Whenever Mrs. Grey mentioned it, there was regret in her voice.
But she never asked me to reconsider.
She understood.
Some mistakes could be repaired.
Some people could never be won back.
The weather was beautiful on the day Theo and I got married.
We didn’t invite many people.
Only our closest friends, mentors, and the people who genuinely mattered to us were there.
I was unusually nervous before the ceremony.
Theo texted me from the other side of the door.
Nora, ready to marry me?
I deliberately replied,
Not yet.
Less than thirty seconds later, his voice came through the door.
“Then I’ll wait a little longer.”
“I’ll come in whenever you’re ready.”
Our friends burst out laughing.
Someone reminded him that the ceremony was supposed to start soon.
Theo answered seriously,
“The schedule isn’t more important than her being ready.”
I stared at his message.
Suddenly, I remembered myself years ago.
Back then, I believed that as long as I could hear someone’s heart, being hurt by him didn’t matter.
Eventually, I learned that real love was respect.
It was honesty.
It was caring enough that even the words you spoke were chosen with the other person’s heart in mind.
I opened the door.
Theo stood in the light.
His eyes instantly brightened.
“Ready now?”
I placed my hand in his.
“I’m ready.”
He held it tightly, then immediately loosened his grip a little, as though worried he might hurt me.
When we exchanged vows, he said,
“I can’t promise we’ll never argue.”
“I can’t promise every day will be perfect.”
“But I promise you’ll never have to guess whether I love you.”
“When I’m happy, I’ll tell you.”
“When I’m hurting, I’ll tell you.”
“And I’ll tell you I love you every day.”
“Whatever happens, we’ll always be on the same side.”
When it was my turn, I looked into his eyes.
For the first time, I could say the words without any weight in my heart.
“I do.”
After we married, we still argued over work.
We got annoyed when one of us forgot groceries or refused to stop working late at night.
But once Theo calmed down, he always came looking for me with a pillow hugged to his chest.
“Nora, are you still mad?”
“Yes.”
“Can I sit here and wait, then?”
Sometimes I deliberately ignored him.
He would drag over a little stool and sit outside the door.
“I won’t bother you.”
“But whenever you turn around, you’ll be able to see me.”
Whenever I finished something new, he was always my first reader.
The day my book was published, he bought dozens of copies and handed them out to everyone he knew.
“My wife wrote this.”
“It’s amazing. No arguments accepted.”
I laughed at how ridiculous he was.
He remained completely unapologetic.
“If you love something, you’re supposed to let people know.”