Cry Me A Sad River Novels & Stories

Or maybe it was me. Lucas stood frozen, unmoving. I took a deep breath and wiped my tears away with trembling fingers. “Even if I were truly guilty, these five years have cost me everything—my parents, my brother, five unborn children, and the betrayal and torment from the man I loved! “No crime, no matter how grave, could demand greater penance! And the truth is, I didn’t kill Grandma!" The sobs tore through me before I forced myself to steady. "I’m exhausted. Now that you’ve seen the truth, just… leave."

She gently pats my head, "I hope one day you find a love like that." Before she leaves, I asked, "And you?" She flinches as I continued, "Have you found a love like that?" She didn't look back at me but her voice cracks, she must've been crying as she replied, "I did even though he never saw me like that. I'm okay with being just a substitute, I guess I'm not that different from her. I'm sorry for that."

Rain exclaimed suddenly, perhaps after sensing River, her face lighting up as she saw her. River knelt down in front of the children, forcing another smile on her face. "Hey there, squirts," she said, her voice strained. "How are you two doing?" Leo shrugged, his attention still focused on his drawing. Rain, however, tilted her head and looked up at River with her big, amber eyes. "Mommy, you look sad," she said, her voice small and filled with concern. "Did a bad man make you cry? Should we go get Lord Draven to come to break their necks like this…”

That was the last straw that broke him down in tears. "Why? Rosanne, why does it have to be you? "Get up! Get up and fight me like you always do… Call my name one more time… I-I swear I won't get mad anymore… I never wanted you dead. "Why do you have to do this to me? You're all I have left, Rosie. "I'm so sorry. Just don't leave me alone. Please… just open your eyes." That version of Nathan, who used to love me so dearly, was finally back. I finally heard every word I'd longed to hear, but I could no longer answer.

" Don't stray to far away for your mate may not stay the same, crazed and starving they will run away, doomed to their fate to meet the darkness that cannot be kept at bay." Echoing in my mind as I see a bright yellowish light come into view. I stand slowly blinking my eyes, trying to focus on the silhouette that has appeared against the blinding light. I try to shade my eyes with hand hoping it will allow me to get a better view of the thing standing in front of me, when my vision shifts becoming crstyal clear. I see Sarah standing close to the edge of a cliff. The smell of salt hitting my nose, before I register that she's crying. Hearing hear sobs of sadness as she wept. She turns to me w

Without any hesitation, I pulled her close to me and wrapped my arms around her, hoping that my hug would bring her some solace. I could feel the pain in River's voice as she spoke. Her tears were falling fast and she looked heartbroken. I knew exactly how she felt because I've been there too. As I patted her back and whispered, "It's ok, River," I felt my own tears begin to well up. "I miss you so much…" she said through sobs. "I just want to see you and hug you, but you're far away from me. I don't love anyone except you."

And all I could do was cry… @SenaSen

River peers behind her and glimpses the unpacked bags stacked against each other. “You know what?” River says, uncrossing his arms and throwing them up in defeat. “You’re right, it doesn’t matter. What matters is helping you unpack all... that.” He tilts his head, realizing there is more than he’d bargained for. There were many instances that could have prompted River to cry, but he fought with the drowning melancholy. Feeling sick to his stomach, with contempt and self-hate bridling through him like the rush of a waterfall.

Millie continues "take his money, take his job, take his happiness, take his soul. It still won't be enough to pay back what he did to you" Tears roll down her cheeks and her vision becomes clear again. She can't think of the last time she looked in a mirror and her face wasn't dripping in tears "There you go, crying again. Like you always are" "I'm not" she wipes her face "I'm not crying anymore" "Good" ~

And Amara, that crybaby is crying in her room. "Cry a river" I muttered. What I need now are my pills, she obviously can't help me.