Ami Cry の小説・ストーリー

Amy called cheerfully and it was obvious she was busy doing some mischievous things at the moment. Ava wiped the tears that was about to enter her mouth and hit her chest to calm herself down a little. " It's all over, Amy. I've got to face my biggest fear." She mumbled.

Terror grips my heart as an ice-cold chill settles in my core, and I cry out to her without thinking - “Arya, that’s not Alpha Kai!”

He indeed did the same things they did, maybe not to the extreme level but in his own subtle way he did. Amelia noticed his lowered gaze and sighed heavily, "I haven't seen my daughter cry for a man like this in her whole life, she might have a past trauma but she never cried like that for any man before. You did not only snatched her concept and belief of love but also the on the friendship," Cyril gulped still looking down before Amy continued.

laugh “ who says your my dad? Or my brother or best friend and boyfriend?” “ wait ain’t I your boyfriend? Oh okay am not your boyfriend but your fiancé, all we need is a ring to make it official” Catrina turn to face him, her brown eyes looking at his blue ones. She use her finger to rub his cheek “ I understand that you worry but am not a little girl, am almost eighteen and I would like to do things on my own.” She laugh hard because of that statement and gradually her laughs turn to little sobs “ hey hey what is the problem? Why are you crying?” “ it’s just ‘sobs’ I always wanted to ‘sobs’ have this talk with my dad, I wanted him to be overly protective of me and to treat me like a prince

Kayden began to feel bad seeing her cry. “You called me a cheap whore,” she said through sobs, her eyes accusing him. “I’m sorry. I won't say it again,” he coaxed. But Aria's tears fell even more. “Stop crying, all right?” Kayden tried again. He really didn't know how to coax a crying woman, and then he imagined a baby crying, and he felt as if he was about to have a mental breakdown. If there was anything Kayden was terrible at, it was his emotional support system, which was very low.

At that moment, my eyes widen with hope, tears fall and I whisper. “Someone finally heard my call.”

She then took the words I had used to fight back the day before, cut them out of context, and stitched them together as proof that I had lashed out because I was guilty, as she sobbed. She said, "Marcus and I have been childhood friends for more than a decade. We grew up together. Back then, she was the one who came between us. If she had treated Marcus well, I could have blessed them even if I felt sad, but she only treated him like an ATM... "Despite being about to get engaged, she's still clinging to my boyfriend and insulting me. Is it wrong for me to ask for an apology?" In the livestream comments, messages like "don't cry" and "I feel so bad for her" flooded the screen.

I even try to respond but words just won’t come out. Deep down, I want to scream. Scream at him to leave me alone. Scream at my aunt and cousins to do something about it. Even Scream at my parents for leaving me here with no one. But I can’t. I just can’t. So I do the one thing I can do. I dig my nails into my knees and try to think of anything else but the massive amount of fear I’m feeling. Literally anything else. But nothing comes. “Ava, I said move forward. And look at me when I’m talking to you!” He snaps and I flinch.

Some moments belonged solely to two souls, and this was one of them. Aria cried until her breaths came in ragged gasps, until the violent sobs eased into trembling exhaustion. Only then did her voice return, muffled against Ryan’s chest. “I died.” Ryan froze, the words cutting deeper than he expected. She pulled back just enough to meet his eyes, her glowing gaze trembling with vulnerability. “I died, Ryan.” The statement was not dramatic or mythic. It was simple, raw, confused, and painfully human. “I felt it. I felt myself disappear.”

He blinked and his eyes showered his cheeks. " Give me water, " Ace head snaps towards the voice, Asher stands beside the fridge that he can't reach. He looks towards where Oren was standing. Where did he go? " Why are you crying?" Asher asks and looks at Ace, who was trying to wipe all of his tears. " onions, " Ace says and Asher shrugs and points at the fridge. " I want water, " He says again. Ace gets the bottle out of the fridge and pour a glass for him.