Romans & histoires 1 Litre Of Tears Series

The tears in Jacklyn's eyes welled up until they blurred her vision. "Eugene… You're the one who upset me."

The instant the tear emerged, the surrounding temperature plummeted dramatically. A chilling frost spread across the ground as icy mist drifted through the air. Lily quickly produced a special crystal container before waving her tiny hand. The Sacred Tear floated gently into the container before the lid sealed itself automatically. She held it proudly, satisfaction written all over her little face. I stared silently at the tiny container in her hand. First… She extorted eighteen priceless ancient fruits. Now… She had casually obtained the Sacred Tear of an ancient serpent. Each of those treasures alone could shake entire kingdoms.

The words come out and a single tear drops from my eye, rolling down my cheek. ##########

The money I had left was less than ten thousand naira after sending most of it to my mom. After cleaning my room and taking a bath, I felt empty. This wasn’t my body anymore, it felt foreign, like something had been stolen and could never be returned. As I stepped out of my room again, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. I turned back and threw myself onto the bed, my knees hitting the floor. My body shook with agony. But no amount of tears could bring back who I was before. It was gone, and gone forever.

That twisted man had made a twisted daughter. When most people killed someone, they'd do anything to cover it up. But Vivian? She wanted Jayden to dig me out of the wall with his own hands, all to feed her sick obsession. Jayden stayed all night, sleeping on the couch while I sat beside him, watching him the whole time. Just sitting there with him in perfect quiet would've been unthinkable before. We used to fight every time we were together. Who'd have guessed he could be this calm now? I counted his eyelashes out of boredom—132 on the left, 128 on the right. I had to admit that he was handsome. Even his lashes were unfairly pretty.

Ethan then proceeded toward his nephew's room. The door opened with a creak, and he found himself surrounded by the scattered toys that belonged to his nephew. He started taking little steps toward his nephew’s bed; each step felt heavy. Tears streamed down his face, mingling with the blood that stained his cheeks. He sank to his knees, and his body trembled with grief. He kept on crying for a long time.

Everything was back to how it was previously. Instead of doing anything, Miracle got under her blanket and let her tears wet her pillow. She didn't understand why, but the lady's pain felt like her own, pressing heavily on her heart.

It was then that all her memories of before came tumbling in her head. Her body then slides down to the white-tiled that was floor of the bathroom. Her head resting on the cabinet that the sink was in. she began to cry hot and angry tears. But what is done is done. Plus it was only time before he would have claimed her anyways. But still, she had hoped that they could start an actual relationship beforehand.

Kita found herself gripping him tighter as tears began to form in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks; her lips parted from him, and she started to whimper. "Please don't cry," Lyle says, gazing at her, gently wiping away the tears, placing his hand on her face. Was this her goodbye tears?

The gravity of the circumstance lingered heavily in the air as Leia stood there, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. She could feel the weight of the realisation pressing down on her stomach like a rock descending to the ocean floor as the room appeared to grow colder. To calm herself down, she squeezed her eyes shut and took a quiet, deep breath. She then raised her hand to dab the tiny tears that had begun to form in the corners of her eyes with the pad of her thumb. She cocked her head upward and caught his contrite stare.