Novel & Cerita Arthur Morgan Quotes Sad

He sank onto the couch, rubbing his face with his hands. “I’m sorry, Morgan,” he said, his voice strained. “I didn’t know any of this was coming. I thought that part of my life was over.” I sat down beside him, my hand resting on his arm. “We’ll figure this out,” I said, though I wasn’t sure how. “There has to be a way.” Arthur nodded, though his expression was still distant. “I’m not marrying her,” he said firmly. “I won’t let her take everything from us.”

Morgan was opening up about her feelings. Seeing that Morgan had started to sob, Kieran comforted her. "Morgan, we don't expect anything in return for being kind to you. You don't owe us anything. Your presence brings joy to our family, not sorrow." Tears flowed down Morgan's face. She had been feeling low since Bennett left earlier, and Kieran's words only deepened the bitterness in her heart. "Kieran, I can't forget Mom's death." With the mention of their mother, Kieran fell silent.

“I hate royalty. Morgan… you are a great friend. I can't imagine doing this without you.” Morgan smiles. “I'm simply returning the favor I owe you. To be honest, what I've done isn't near the great things you've done for my generation. Too bad I may not live too long to see you grow old.” “We'll meet in the afterlife,” my smile widens. “You'll be young again, and I'll tell you all that has happened.” “You barely know how to gist someone. I'll simply watch from above. I'll beg the gods if I have to.”

"That man is gone now, he's dead and never coming back to haunt you anymore" Cornell Patterson mostly known as Dark Blood was shot dead by Liam when he tried to escape from them during his arrest on his property a week ago. Alice was able to find most of his documentations in his room and she eventually got the real name of Dark Blood. "I know he's dead mom, but it's hard to get over such traumatic experience. The damage has already been done and there's nothing that can be done about it". "There's something that can be done my child, there's a therapist we've being referred to that can help you get over this".

He had never imagined such a disaster could happen in a deal he had spent a year negotiating. At that moment, Sandra dropped to a deep ninety-degree bow, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded loudly, "I'm sorry! This has nothing to do with Mr. Ulrich! Don't scold him! I failed to discipline my child. Please forgive me, give me a chance to make it right!" The partner, startled, barked back, "I'm talking to Grayson! Who are you? How dare you ask me for forgiveness?" Sandra's tears fell in a torrent. Her shoulders shook, her posture small and pitiful, looking both wronged and helpless.

Eventually, Morgan lies down headfirst on the floor as his dry and cracking lips open wide, chasing after his breath. 'Is my life from now on going to be like this?' Morgan's mind asks in agony. 'How long will I last? How many days do I have left to hold on with this miserable life of mine?' Morgan's eyelids shut in their own accord, which he hears Samantha's exultant laughter for him the moment darkness occupies his vision. His heart aches, and from the edges of his eyes, tears silently stream down on the floor. Morgan have yet to recover from weariness, but something else tortures him again, waking his bornout soul.

Burying his face into Madin’s shoulder. "Madin, I don't know where to start, but one thing I should have already said is... I am really sorry for what I did to you. I know only words can't take away the pain I caused you, but if it could help, then tell me anything I can do to fix what I did to you," Arthur says, his voice pained and cracking with emotion. "It's been killing me every second since you left. Even now, sitting here with you, I am still worried that it could just be a dream.

She confirmed. Morgan sighed as he stared at his reflection on the lake. If only he was stronger. 'So... You can't come down here anymore?' Amira held her chest when she felt sadness slowly creeping into her heart. 'I'm sorry. Did you felt it?' Morgan asked. Amira closed her eyes tightly and let Morgan's sadness dwell inside her. "I'm sorry, Morgan." Amira apologized but she didn't receive any response from him, she just felt the intensifying sadness and disappointment from him.

He wouldn’t be able to do anything without Aramis’ command. “Fine, what about the dead bodies of our loved ones?” I was slowly getting impatient with him and he had acknowledged it. “I have my hands tied,” he answered sadly. “Yeah! I am sorry. I will talk to Aramis myself,” I said and was about to leave for the mansion when Morgana joined us. “Wow! the Luna Queen cannot pick one,” she rolled her eyes mischievously when taunting us. “Morgana!” Victor grunted angrily.

Arthur stared blankly as he tried to forget the day his mother died, which was tragic enough to remember. Valerie tried to digest the meaning of Arthur's words which sounded very sad. Maybe it was just Valerie's feelings or it was his sensitivity to the situation, that the meaning of Arthur's words implied the sadness that he had been trying to hold back. "What happened to your mother?" Valerie wanted to touch Arthur's hand and tell him that everything would be okay. "My mom was murdered and I don't know who did it." Arthur's hands were shaking and he felt a sense of dread every time he tried to talk about all that had happened in those days.