Novel & Cerita Crying Hearts

No happy reunion оr bеіng ѕwерt аwау in hіѕ аrmѕ. No declarations оf hоw muсh hе lоvеd аnd mіѕѕеd mе. It was juѕt me huddled іn аn empty dооrwау crying over a guу who had соmрlеtеlу сruѕhеd my hеаrt.

5 G lateral at the top, the blood pooling in the wrong chambers, the arrhythmia that could be triggered by exactly this stress, in exactly this body, his body, Arthie's damaged heart. He had watched Eau Rouge on screens for years, the analysis that was professional interest in extreme physiology, the fascination that was abstract because the drivers were abstract, statistics, probabilities. Now he watched it through the window, the track visible below, the cars that were specks becoming violence becoming beauty, and the speck that was Arthie was specific, particular, the damage that was his to know intimately, to monitor continuously, to fear particularly.

even the last few seconds. I looked to where the coffin was, closed and with a large wreath of white roses on top of it. Ada was looking at him between painful sobs, now without her husband and only son. Next to her, Celina, who arrived in the middle of the procession, held by Gregório and devastated to the point that everyone noticed — to the point that many still judge her for her pain to someone who doesn't even know what she did to her. Celina and Ada joined in the final seconds of the prayer, both crying as the coffin began to descend... increasingly disappearing.

PENNY POV I think I hear the footsteps of people disappearing, but I'm not sure - the pain won't let me think. My back throbs painfully; I can barely tell when the pain will stop. My body trembles with the wave of pain, and the tears won't stop flowing from my eyes. My throat hurts from screaming in agony, which has left me hoarse. My hand still clings to the cold metal, fearing to let go and making the pain worse.

My fingers locked onto the steering wheel. The sobs ripped out of me, raw and uncontrollable, tearing through the quiet dusk like wounded animals. My throat seared with every cry, as though the sound itself was burning me from the inside out. My ribs clenched painfully around each desperate breath, and my heart pounded like it wanted to escape, like it wanted to fling itself from my chest just to be free of me. I cried until my throat burned, until my chest ached so badly it felt like my heart might tear itself apart. My vision was a haze of salt and shadow, the world blurred into streaks of red and black and gold as the sun sank lower, drowning itself in the horizon.

AFFECTION +10] [AFFECTION +10] [AFFECTION +10] Alarms rang in Scarlet's ears repeatedly, forcefully pushing her out of her lost state. Her eyes widened, and her stomach lurched. She felt her blush creeping to her cheeks as she quickly lowered her head to hide the complicated feelings in her eyes. Scarlet's hands pressed to her chest. 'What is this feeling?' She thought to herself. Her heart... seemed to have taken a hit. Scarlet shook her head dazedly and forced a smile on her face. She raised her head to meet Cyn's. "Thank you." She said as she planted a soft kiss on Cyn's chin and rested her head on his chest.

“That’s because no matter where we are, no matter what happens next...our hearts will always meet in the same place.” She swallowed, her pulse unsteady. “And where is that?” His blue eyes burned into hers. “With each other.” Elena’s breath hitched. Because it was true. They had fought. They had bled. They had broken. But in the end, their hearts had always found their way back. And now, finally, they were exactly where they were meant to be. The End!

Storm, Storm in my heart, can you stop scaring me hard, loom not above my head, let me be tucked cozy in my bed, All Hearts !!

My heart clenched in pain seeing tears in his eyes. He slowly stood up with shaky hands and weakly walked towards me. He stood in front of me, his eyes trailing all around my face, as if he couldn't believe I was in front of him. All of a sudden he wrapped his arms around me crying into my neck. I froze at his touch, his touch that used to fill me with sparks and tingles. I could feel his form shaking, emphasizing that he was crying. I stood there like a statue as a tear drop fell out of eye. "She...she is leaving us Fai....she is leaving us" he sobbed into my neck making it wet which I didn't mind.

“The lovers.” She whispers as she gazes at the three, and slowly within their worlds, her heartaches as a tear falls to Daniela’s eyes, Arthur’s symphony ended in a hurtful howl and Kyle draws back in an aching and suffering defeat, yet not. To the three hearts ad worlds that is entwined with destiny’s cruelty, they walk separately as she follows Daniela and calling. “Daniela.”