Novel & Cerita Empty Smiles

There was silence that descended on the hall and many were smiling and others wearing a smirk. Don't push someone to the point where he or she no longer cares. Junxi suddenly felt his body was drenched in sweats. Beads of sweat rose on his temple and he looked furious and enraged. “Who said that, come forward with your evidence” Junxi declared. These employees of the Starlight entertainment are something else. They already speculated that he had something with Jeniva? And as a matter of fact, he'll have something with her that night also.

Elvira snapped impatiently and hung up with a bang. "It's real! The bomb is real! Elvira, don't hang up! Don't hang up! Elvira! El–" The timer hit zero, and a deafening explosion tore through my body before I could even react. The bomb on Whitney detonated in an instant. Shockwaves rippled through my vision as I screamed, "No!" The next second, I was sent flying by a tremendous force. The world around me fell instantly silent. I drifted in an endless darkness, dizzy and disoriented, for what felt like an eternity.

He noticed a black sedan speeding past the bus at that moment. Juliette, who sat beside him, noticed what he was doing. She passed him a bottle of water while asking, "Are you feeling unwell?" Elijah withdrew his gaze from the window. Shaking his head, he declined the bottle of water, pushing it away. His expression was cold and detached, as if he were merely completing a task. And indeed, to him, that was what he was doing.

Empty again. Tbc…

And she blanked out. **************************

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The space where it was— Empty. Silent. Still. For a moment— No one speaks. No one moves. Then Matteo exhales. “…Did we just… actually win.” I don’t answer immediately. Because I’m watching. Because I’m waiting. Because something this complex— Doesn’t just end. Ezra steps forward slightly. “Aidan.” I shake my head. “Wait.” Seconds pass. Nothing happens. No signal. No movement. No return. The space remains empty. And slowly—

I should’ve felt something, relief, love, gratitude, but all that filled the space between us now was emptiness. I walked to my study, the floor creaking faintly under my steps. The lamp on my desk cast a pale, solitary light over the papers scattered across its surface. The engagement ring box sat beside them, closed and empty. I thought the applause today would fill something in me, that it would help me make sense of everything. But all it did was leave a hollow echo that refused to fade. Every time I closed my eyes, I remembered Amber’s face when she said, “It feels like Mama.”

They were black and empty. I have seen those eyes before but where?

No attempts to fix it. Just silent company in the dark.