Baki Crying Novels & Stories

I was shopping for a crib when Xavier Davis came home with a three-year-old boy. One look at the child was enough to make me pause. He had the exact same eyes as Xavier's first love. "She just moved back and isn't in a position to take care of him," Xavier told me. "He'll be living with us from now on." There was no room for discussion in his tone. The decision had already been made. Then his gaze dropped to the slight curve of my stomach. "As for yours… Terminate the pregnancy. He's sensitive. A new baby would be too much for him right now." My fingers tightened around the ultrasound printout in my hand. For a long moment, I said nothing. Then I gave him the answer he expected

He's crying. It never surprises me because I have seen him cry. Last week, Effie and the girls had the boys watch a Japanese anime movie called A Silent Voice on N*****x, where a new girl gets bullied by a boy and other kids because she is deaf, and the boy tries to make amends later in the movie.

"I'm sorry, grandson. I know you can move on from this, you're still young and there's still so many fish in the sea." "But Ariana is the one I like, grandpa." His small whimpers were replaced by sobs. "She's the only one, grandpa. She's the only one for me!" "But you can't be with her." Brian's cries engulfed the whole room. He's a crying mess and he can't find a way to stop his tears from flowing. The pain in his chest is unbearable; the agony and failure that he's feeling right now are too much for him to handle.

I cried into his tight chest. He wrapped one arm around me and used the other to run through my hair. “Come on, what did you say about Tessa when she cried over Hardin?” “The A-hole didn’t deserve her tears.” He pulled away and wiped my cheeks. “Okay, suck it up now, Biscuit. No crying over any assholes, okay? I came here to binge-watch Naruto, not hear you cry.” Staring at his stupid face just managed to make me smile. “God, I hate you so much, Cody.”

My screams grow louder, filling the silence, as my heart pounds ferociously in my chest. My throat burns from the tears and the raw screams that escape me, and in that moment, I realize I have more tears inside me than words to express my pain. So, I cry. I cry until my eyes feel heavy and no more tears can flow. I’m not just crying for Richie; I’m crying for myself, for my dad, and for every single thing that has been weighing heavily on my heart. Each sob feels like a release, an acknowledgment of the struggles I’ve been facing, and I allow myself to feel every bit of it.

I cry in my bed. I cry for my Niko, what happened to him that made him like this. I cry for me, for not being strong enough. I cry until sleep takes me

Bisi said. "I know." "But I want it. I really want it." "Then it'll be okay." "You think?" "I know." They hugged for a long time. Amara tugged on Maya's shirt. "Mama Maya, why are you crying?" Maya laughed. Wiped her eyes. "Happy tears, sweetie. Happy tears." "Oh." Amara nodded like she understood. Then ran off to find Grace. Bisi watched her go. "Another one. Can you believe it?"

CHAPTER 159: Taking Care Of The HeartBroken Girl No one’s POV: But then, Kaizer noticed Mukgu was crying next to him. His eyes widened as he was so startled when he saw Mukgu crying without even blinking her eyes. Mukgu was just crying emotionless while staring blankly at the wall. Kaizer then faced her and grabbed her shoulders to face him. “Hey, Mukgu, are you alright? Why are you crying?” Kaizer asked. Blake, who was feeling so emotional while singing as his eyes closed, heard Kaizer. He opened his eyes and then dropped the mic unintentionally when he saw Mukgu crying, facing Kaizer.

~Celina~ I snapped my head up hearing someone clear their throat and saw Fiona standing there with an awkward grin on her face. I flushed, turning my face and wiping the tears away. Damn traitor hormones. “It’s okay, babe. I wouldn’t ever judge you. You can cry all you want if that makes you feel better,” Fiona said gently, patting my back, and my tears fell harder, my lips wobbling as I tried to speak. “I swear I am not a crybaby. I am just… I don’t even know why these stupid tears aren’t stopping!”

today I was humiliated by a little girl for being a bad mother, but no one knows the mother in me was dead while watching a dead figure who'll answer to my grievance no one literally no one can feel it, no one can know the pain in my heart because only I know the wound of past which is burning me every day, whenever I heard his crying I wanted to run near him and hold him in my arms but I pushed him away its because of you but who knows all these things other than you and me" she is sitting on ground and crying painfully while holding her head which can make even a stone to shed tears okay guys what do you think about that past Victoria Royece hiding from everyone???