Love Across the Airwaves
A Contemporary Romance
Chapter 1: The Wrong Frequency
Nina’s late-night radio show, Midnight Confessions, was a place where lonely hearts whispered their secrets into the dark.
She never expected to fall in love with a voice.
It started with a call at 1:03 AM.
A deep, quiet voice. “Do you believe in love that never fades?”
Something in his tone made her heart stutter.
She cleared her throat. “I think… I want to.”
He chuckled softly. “Then I’ll call you again tomorrow.”
And he did.
Every night.
For weeks.
Chapter 2: A Love Unseen
She called him Atlas—the name he chose when she asked.
They talked about everything.
Dreams. Fears. The kind of love that lingers in the soul.
But he never told her his real name.
And she never asked.
Because some part of her was afraid.
Afraid that if she knew him, the magic would break.
That he would disappear.
Chapter 3: The Truth in the Silence
Then, one night, he didn’t call.
Nina waited. Stared at the blinking phone line.
Nothing.
For the first time in weeks, the airwaves felt empty.
And she realized something terrifying.
She missed him.
More than she should.
More than she wanted to admit.
Chapter 4: The Letter
Three days later, a letter arrived at the station.
No return address. Just a single sentence:
"Meet me at the bridge. Midnight."
Her pulse pounded.
Could it be?
Could it really be him?
Chapter 5: The Man Behind the Voice
The night was cold as Nina stood on the bridge, heart racing.
Then—footsteps.
She turned.
And there he was.
Dark hair, hazel eyes full of stories.
And that voice.
The voice that had kept her company on the loneliest nights.
“Atlas?” she whispered.
His smile was soft. “My real name is Ethan.”
And then—
He kissed her.
A kiss that felt like every late-night conversation come to life.
Like love that had been waiting in the dark.
Epilogue: On Air, Off Air, Forever
Nina’s show was never the same after that.
Because now, when she spoke of love, she believed in it.
And sometimes, if you listened late at night, you’d hear a familiar deep voice whisper—
“I found you.”
And her answer, always the same:
“And I’m never letting go.”