A Single Tear Novels & Stories

However, those tears were of happiness. Tbc...

She was utterly terrified by Tobey's menacing demeanor. Tobey studied her tear-streaked face. A cruel smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "You really do look beautiful when you cry." His kiss landed on the corner of her mouth, and Chelsea let out a muffled whimper as the metallic taste of blood filled her senses. The pain from his bite made her eyes well up even more. Tears were streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably. "I love watching you cry," Tobey said darkly. His fingers tangled in her hair, and he yanked her head back. Her eyes were red, and tears kept streaming down her face. But her entire face was wet, making it impossible to tell where one ended and the other began.

"Congratulations!" A single tear runs down his cheek. "Thank you."

"Dear God, if you are there, make things easier for me henceforth." She closed her eyes and a single tear dropped from her eyes and onto the ticket she was holding.

In that moment, I knew that my fate hung in the balance, and the choice I had made would shape the path ahead. As the tear rolled down my cheek, its shimmering presence illuminated by the soft, dim light of the room, I couldn't help but feel the weight of the sacrifices I was willing to make. It was a tear that spoke volumes, a testament to the lengths I was prepared to go with my plea, hanging in the air like a fragile thread, echoed through the silence.

Just a trembling breath and a single tear she couldn't stop. Her voice was barely a whisper. "We need to talk."

I pressed a palm to my chest, trying to hold myself together, but the pressure behind my eyes finally gave way, and one tear slipped down. I didn’t wipe it. I just let it fall.

Bright let a tear fall. His teary eyes released a single tear that slid down his cheek and dropped to the floor. My lips parted slightly, and my brows furrowed in confusion. Bright wasn’t the kind of man who cried, not in front of anyone. But there he was, crying in front of me. He looked vulnerable, once again showing me the side of him he usually hid. And in that single tear, I could feel the pain pounding in his heart. He was hurting. Which made me think, even more, that he should insult me, and tell me I was the worst person in the world, again.

All this guilt and pain and torture that is building up every single time I spend time with you. I'm trying really hard to stop my tears from falling by biting my inner cheeks. I'm trying my best not to cry because that would be embarrassing. I don’t want him or anyone else to think that I am getting sympathy from him for being a single mother. But suddenly I feel my tears falling. No. Don't fall. Stop. Don't cry. Damn tears! "Hey." Hugo coos and thumbs my tears away. I pull myself away from him and wiped my own tears with the back of my hand. "Shit I'm sorry." I keep wiping my tears as I lowered my head. "You shouldn't be seeing me like this. Sorry."