Midnight Calls and Missed Chances
A Contemporary Romance
Chapter 1: A Familiar Number at 2 AM
The phone buzzed on Natalie’s nightstand.
She squinted at the screen.
Unknown Number.
Her heart skipped.
Because she knew who it was before she even answered.
She hesitated—then swiped the call.
“…Ethan?”
Silence.
Then, a breath.
“Natalie.”
It had been three years.
But his voice still felt like a song she couldn’t forget.
Chapter 2: Ghosts from the Past
Natalie sat up, pulling the blankets around her.
“It’s late,” she said softly.
“I know,” Ethan murmured.
There was a pause.
Then—
“I shouldn’t have called.”
And just like that, memories crashed in.
The nights they spent talking until sunrise.
The promises they made.
The way he walked away, without an explanation.
And now, after all this time—
He was calling.
Chapter 3: The Words Left Unspoken
“Why now, Ethan?” she whispered.
A sigh.
“I was thinking about you.”
Her chest ached. “You don’t get to do this.”
“I know.” His voice was quiet. “But I still did.”
She squeezed her eyes shut.
She had spent years learning to forget him.
But one phone call—one broken apology—
And she was right back where she started.
Chapter 4: The Truth, Finally Told
Ethan exhaled.
“I left because I was scared.”
Natalie swallowed hard.
“Of what?”
“Of us.”
The words hung between them.
“I loved you,” he admitted. “I still do.”
Tears burned her eyes.
She had wanted to hear that for so long.
But was it too late?
Chapter 5: Love at the Other End of the Line
“Natalie,” he whispered. “Can we meet?”
Her fingers trembled.
If she said yes, she knew—
There was no going back.
But maybe—
Maybe she didn’t want to.
She took a deep breath.
“Tomorrow. Sunset. By the old bookstore.”
A pause.
Then, softly—
“I’ll be there.”
And just like that—
The line went dead.
But for the first time in years—
Her heart felt alive.
Epilogue: Answered Calls and New Beginnings
The next evening, Natalie stood outside the bookstore.
And then—
Footsteps.
She turned.
And there he was.
Looking at her like she was the only thing that ever mattered.
Because sometimes, love isn’t lost.
Sometimes, it’s just waiting to be found again.