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Tears spring out in the corners of her eyes without warning, and she sniffs them back along with her smile. Ariana hadn’t mentioned a word about Tokyo since she wasn’t fond of memories reminding her of jet sacrifice, yet Liam had done thorough research regarding her favorites, hobbies, and wishes. The gesture is so touching, so sweet, it has her curling into a pillow, folder tucked in her chest as she cries. It feels like peeking into a window of Liam’s soul—one where she’s surprised to see get reflection staring back at her. Ariana lays there and grins stupidly for a bit before she sits up and arranges the folder back where she originally found it.

I refuse to allow the tears to be from my fear. “How have you been?” “Good’ I squeaked, “And you?” “Well, let’s see, Angeles is going to shit because the little pissy leader can’t get over a snotty nosed brat” the girl growled right before giving off a laugh, “But other than that, I’ve been great” she smiled, right before her hand shot out, my cheek stinging right after. I blinked in shocked, knowing that I should have expected it. Amber was unexpected. Definitely a bit of a nutter, and that was on her best day.

A smirk forming across his face as he puts his hands into his pockets casually. “W-why… h-how…” My words forming in my throat as the man's face comes into full view. “Shouldn’t you be saying ‘Okaerinasai, koibito!', A-Chan?” His voice washes over me and I feel my knees give out, tears streaming down my cheek uncontrollably and before I fall completely his arms surround me, pulling me into his embrace. His soft chuckle vibrates through his chest and I crumble. Dropping the helmet my arms circle him tightly as though I'm afraid that letting him go will result in me waking up.

Tears formed in her eyes as she remembered what Anette had done and how easily she weaselled her way out of the situation. "I would never do that," Thiago said in a silent voice as she saw the tears lining her eyes. "I just meant that you were dramatic, I have watched you for a while and I have seen your drama and I think it's cute" "You think I'm cute?" she said with a sniffle which drew back the tears in her eyes. "I said your dramatic nature" Thaigo corrected with one hand in the air. "My drama and I are one" she said flipping her hair to the side. A shriek left her mouth "OH MY DAYS YIU THINK I AM CUTE"

“Why don’t you just kill me, Jim? You’ve ruined my life and—” “Hey... what’s this? Don’t overreact, Jiji. Are you crying? Angie Reviera crying?” Jimmy laughed as he wiped Angie’s tears away in a mocking tone. “Come on, Sis... don’t tickling me. You failed your mission and now you’re caught up in puppy love. Don’t you realize how funny your attitude is?”

Chapter Two Ava’s POV The house was eerily quiet, except for the soft rustling of my hands as I packed away the last remnants of my past. I stood in Lily’s bedroom, my fingers tracing over the framed picture of my little girl. Her bright smile was frozen in time, her eyes full of the happiness she had always carried. My chest ached, but I couldn’t cry anymore—there were no tears left. No more pain to wipe on. Slowly, I removed the picture from the wall, placing it gently inside the bag I had set aside. The bag was meant for burning. I didn't want to see anymore of it that will bring pain towards me.

Currently hotsearch #Baldric Miles went back to pick up Anne Jenner, hey, it's all pretending to be duck # But this new hotsearch, which originates from a F******k, is Amelinda Ciara's F******k posted earlier this morning. She posted on two hand-drawn manga, a couple at the airport hugging each other, men wearing a black shirt, wearing sunglasses that showed only an angled chin, rushing to hug the girl, the other girl buried in His chest, fluttering long hair, dressed in a white dress. Because the two of them ran to hug each other, the background was blurred, so it stood out even more, it seemed extremely romantic and sweet. Because it is mangaized, the man's face is more or less similar to

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The scene of Arlyaen appearing in the house flashed before her eyes, every detail playing like a cruel, silent film, dragging her to its inevitable end. The blood. The struggle. Hayden's faltering fingers, scrawling his last words. Miracle pursed her lips, holding back her tears as she watched how cruel the evil was in ending the life of the man who had treated her like his own. Through the haze of her tears, a familiar figure emerged—Hayden. Seated on the couch, wearing his usual three-quarter faded pants and plain blue tee, he lifted a cup of jasmine green tea to his lips. When he smiled at her, the warmth of it thawed the grief tightening around her chest.

Ahaan looked at her who was still crying in pain, he wipes her tears and asked:" Is it still painting?" Anaya nodded still sobbing, Ahaan look at her cute face, her nose, and her cheeks are red due to crying, he smiles and said:" Do not worry, see I have applied ointment on your cut, the pain will be suppressed in a few minutes ".He completes the sentence and kisses her finger, they are looking at each other deeply, their eyes locked broken by her phone ringing.