Dramatic Tension - (Romance, MF Dialogue, 1st POV)
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Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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Do you love him? I asked. Before I could stop myself. My heart clenching. She stopped in the middle of the hallway, her entire body tense. What? She asked, But she had heard me the first time. Do you love Jamal? I asked, turning around and staring down into those big, wavering eyes. They were suddenly glossy and filling with tears the same way they had the day I broke her heart jace. She said, voice almost inaudible. She wrapped her arms around herself as if she was protecting herself from me yet again. Don't do this. My jaw twitched. Tell me it's not true, I said begged. Tell me you don't love him ali. I didn't want it to be true. I didn't want any of this to be true. It had started as innocent little moments and turned into breakfast dates. Soon it would be more and the thought of us would be lost for ******* ever. She couldn't like my best friend, she was mine. After a few moments of silence she shook her head. How can I love him? She whispered, pressing her lips together and looking down at her feet. There was hurt in her voice, so much ******* hurt that I had caused. How could I ever love him? The question was almost rhetorical. And yet she answered it herself. I couldn't I can't and I don't I wanted to reach out to her to pull her into a hug to take another stupid high school picture with her that I could keep in my drawer and smile at whenever I felt sad. But all I had the confidence to do was nod my head. She paused and stared at me as if she was waiting for something more than a head nod. And when she realized that was all I could ever give her, a look of sadness washed over her face and she turned away from me. I don't love him yet.