A Full Heart

A short story based on the image shown
from a prompt from Writers Unite! – September 2021

A Full Heart

A short story by Lynn Miclea

Ana felt his large hand squeeze hers, and she looked up into Devon’s warm, hazel eyes and smiled. “Where are we going?”

“Somewhere very special,” he answered, as his eyes sparkled and a mysterious smile spread across his face.

A delicious warmth spread through her as they strolled down various streets. She felt completely at home with Devon and loved him with every fiber of her being. It didn’t matter where they went, she felt happy just being with him.

After walking hand in hand for twenty minutes, Ana perked up as they turned down a street with run-down but brightly colored shacks along one side. “I remember this place. There used to be carnival rides in that field across the street and an ice cream shop on the corner.”

“That’s right,” Devon answered. “And do you remember what else happened here?”

“It was our first date,” she answered in a soft voice. “I had so much fun that day. It was magical.”

Devon nodded. “Yes, it was. I fell in love with you that day.”

“On our first date?”

“Yes. I knew you were the one even then. In fact, I thought you would be the woman I’d marry one day.”

Ana gave a small laugh touched with a hint of sorrow. “I still remember what you said that day. You said, ‘You make my heart full.’ That really touched me. But that was five years ago. And we’re still just dating. Did you change your mind?”

A look of sadness flashed across Devon’s face. “No, I never changed my mind. I … I thought I might be getting sick and didn’t want to burden you with that.”

Ana’s forehead wrinkled. “What are you talking about?”

“Remember when my grandfather died a few years ago?” Ana nodded, and he continued. “He had a heart condition that was genetic. It’s called HCM — it’s a thickening of the heart muscle, and my dad has it too. He’s now in congestive heart failure and seeing a cardiologist, but there’s not much they can do.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”

Devon let out a long breath. “And I was afraid I had it also. I didn’t want to burden you with that or have us get married and promise you a lifetime … and then have you become a widow right away. I didn’t think that was fair to you.”

Ana’s heart ached for him. “But I love you. I want to be with you no matter what and no matter how long it is.”

Devon’s eyes grew moist. “I love you too, Ana. I hated keeping this from you.” He stared at the ground and then looked across the street at the empty fairgrounds.

Ana ran her fingers over his face. “I want to be there for you and help you through this, if you have it. Please don’t keep me out.”

“You’re right. I know, I should have told you sooner. I think I was just so scared myself. I was afraid to face it, and it was hard to talk about.”

“I can understand that. Thank you for telling me.”

“Ana, I can’t put it off any longer. I went to the cardiologist yesterday.”

She searched his face, almost afraid to ask. “And?”

His gaze returned to her, and his voice was low. “I have it too.” She gasped and he continued. “But it’s very mild for me … at least for now. But I do have it.”

She threw her arms around him and held him, then gently kissed his cheek. “I’ll be here for you no matter what. You know that.”

He returned her embrace and held her close, and then pressed his lips against hers, sending a tingle of electricity through her.

After a few minutes, she pulled back and looked at him. “But why are we here by the old carnival?”

The mysterious smile returned, causing his lips to curl up at the corners. “I wanted to bring you back here where we had our first date … where I knew you would one day be my wife … where I knew right away that you made my heart full … to ask you something important.”

Ana sucked in a breath and stared at him. Then she whispered, “What?”

He got down on one knee, in front of the dilapidated colorful shacks, and took her hand in his. “Ana, would you please marry me?”

She laughed, threw her arms around him, and kissed him. “Yes, yes, yes, a million times, yes.”

He stood up and hugged her. “You said yes, right?” He chuckled.

She laughed loudly. “Yes!” She pulled back and looked at him. “Hey, wait. Isn’t there supposed to be a ring?”

He kissed her. “Absolutely.” He pulled a small box out of a pocket, opened it, and presented it to her.

Carefully, she took out the gold diamond engagement ring. “Wow, this is beautiful,” she murmured, gazing at it with wide eyes. “Wait — there’s an inscription inside.”

“Read it,” he whispered.

She peered at the five words engraved inside the band and read them out loud. “You make my heart full.” Then she looked up at Devon. “Oh my …” Unable to finish, she fell into his arms, a sob escaping her lips.

He held her tight as her own heart filled and overflowed.

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About Lynn Miclea

LYNN MICLEA is a writer, author, musician, Reiki master practitioner, and dog lover. Although she worked many different jobs throughout her life, she has always loved reading and writing, and one of her dreams was to become a professional writer. After retiring, Lynn further pursued her passion for writing, and she is now a successful author with many books published and more on the way. She has published many books in the genres of thrillers, suspense, science fiction, paranormal, mystery, romance, memoirs, self-help guided imagery, and children’s stories (fun animal stories about kindness, believing in yourself, helping others, and being more than you ever thought possible). She hopes that through her writing she can help empower others, stimulate people’s imagination, and open new worlds as she entertains with powerful and heartfelt stories. Originally from New York, Lynn currently lives in southern California with her loving and supportive husband. Please visit her website at www.lynnmiclea.com.
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7 Responses to A Full Heart

  1. Donna Wells says:

    Aw, made me weepy. Donna Cox Wells, Esq. (she/her)

  2. Kazzmoss says:

    Reblogged this on The Magic of Stories and commented:
    A short story to warm your heart.

  3. Well articulated. I see such patients daily. Being a cardiac surgeon, we do get to operate a few of them. Though most would be on medical mx or may need a Transplant or a LVAD. Loved this!

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