ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Diora is a passionate storyteller who loves weaving heartfelt, emotional, and deeply romantic tales. With a love for slow-burn romance and characters who feel real, she writes stories that make readers feel every unsaid word and every stolen glance. **"Falling Without Words"** is her latest novel, a story of love that lingers in silence, waiting to be heard.
Thr story is about aiden and aria
Now, as life begins to pull them in different directions, their silent love is at risk of being lost forever. Will they finally find the words to confess before it's too late, or will their love story remain one of the greatest things never said?
A slow-burn, emotional romance about two people who fell in love without saying a single word—but must find the courage to finally speak!!!
Falling without words
Chapter 1 – Clashing Words
The sky was heavy with clouds, and the scent of rain lingered in the air. Aria pulled her hoodie tighter as she walked down the familiar street, her eyes narrowing the moment she spotted him.
Aiden.
Leaning against the café entrance like he had all the time in the world, phone in hand, completely unaware—or maybe ignoring—the fact that he was in the way.
Aria sighed, already irritated. Why was he always here?
As if sensing her, Aiden looked up. His lips curled into a smirk. "Great. Just what I needed today."
Aria rolled her eyes. "Trust me, I'm not thrilled either."
She pushed past him, but Aiden didn't bother moving, forcing their shoulders to brush. She scoffed. "Seriously?"
Aiden shrugged. "Maybe don't walk like you own the sidewalk."
Aria let out a sharp breath. "Maybe don't block the entrance like an idiot."
He chuckled, unfazed. "Careful. Your brother wouldn't like you talking to me like that."
Aria glared. Of course, he had to bring her brother into this. Aiden and her brother had been friends for years, which meant Aiden had been in her life far too long. Long enough for them to have an unspoken rivalry—if Aiden annoyed her, she made sure to annoy him back.
"You think I care?" she shot back, stepping inside the café.
Aiden followed, slipping into the seat across from her like he belonged there. "No. But I think you like arguing with me."
She huffed. "Delusional."
The barista called her name, and Aria stood, choosing to ignore Aiden's smug expression. But as she walked away, she knew—he was still watching her. Like always