Armin Crying Novels & Stories

“You let go of the guilt. Almira’s memory isn’t a chain—your guilt is. Free yourself from that, and her memory will no longer haunt you. It will guide you.” Her words settled heavily in the room, and something inside him broke—something he had clung to for far too long. He lowered his head, and for the first time in years, tears spilled freely. Not the silent, controlled tears he allowed himself at night, but raw, shaking sobs that came from the center of his chest. Dr. Arista let him cry. Only when he quieted did she speak again. “Argan, what is it you want now? Truly want?”