Every Tear Novels & Stories

She is choking back tears as she looks at him. Her eyes betrayed a mixture of bewilderment and anguish. One of the things that he tried to hide from himself was the fact that she was crying. Because her tears only come out when she is either joyful or in pain, he considered each one of them to be as valuable as a pearl. This is because it demonstrates that her tears are an indicator of her emotional state. Yet at this very moment, she was inconsolable because she was in so much pain.

I am really updating the same chapter twice and now i can't delete it. So don't unlock this chapter it's same as the previous chapter. I am extremely sorry about it. Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of pure heart. Ananya

It opened up on my floor and as soon as I was in my bedroom, I slammed the door shut and leaned against it; breathing hard. I managed to move to the bed, overwhelmed by a whirlwind of emotions. My heart felt heavy, burdened by the weight of sadness. As tears welled up in my eyes, a deep ache settled in my chest. I could feel the first tear escape, tracing a path down my cheek. It was warm against my skin, a tangible manifestation of the pain within. Soon, more tears followed, forming a steady stream that cascaded down my face. Each tear carried my moment of vulnerability and a release of pent-up emotions.

" I said as I packed our stuffs making Bell confused. "Theo. Talk to me what's wrong? What's happening?" She asked as she stood watching me move from the cabinets to our suitcase. I didn't answer so she stood in front of me and made me look into her eyes. "Teddy tell me what's wrong?" She asked gently and before I knew it something came out of my eyes. The tears kept on flowing and I touched them and looked at Bell. "What are these? Why is it so good yet so painful?" "Oh baby. Those are called tears and they come out when we are in so much pain that we can't endure it anymore." She said making me hug her.

He kept the pad of his finger on my cheek and took a drop on his finger pad. “ These tears are very costly. They contain mascara which is a thousand bucks, then eyeliner which is three thousand bucks, then it smudges the costly foundation and other things that are applied on your cheeks, then it has feelings which are priceless. So you see these things make these tears priceless. Next time think before you let them leave your eyes.” A smile made its way to hearing his cheesy words. Seeing my smile, his lips curled in a beautiful smile. He pulled me in his embrace.

She pressed a hand to her mouth in an attempt to muffle her sobs, her emotions threatening to consume her. In the quiet solitude of the bathroom, her tears fell like rain. It was as if each tear held the weight of her fears, her regrets, and the overwhelming uncertainty that now hung over her future. She sank to the bathroom floor, her back against the wall, as the reality of her situation crashed down upon her.

princess : how many years you'll hide your tears from me mom me : what do you mean princess princess : I know you consider me as a kid still but do you think your kid can't notice your tears I know mom how every night you cries I used to think in childhood you got hiccups because you're thirsty but later I understood that those hiccups were not because of your thirst but because of your hidden tears am I wrong mom me : I think you misunderstood something princess princess : yeah mom because only four people know about your tears every night one you, two your pillow, three me and four that god as per the reason for your tears only two people knows one is you and other one is that god me : ple

During a family dinner with Liam, I brought up the idea of getting married sooner and starting a family. He immediately assumed I was after his family's wealth and only wanted to marry him for his money. In front of everyone, he slapped me more than a dozen times. Then he turned around and pursued his jealous childhood sweetheart. I grabbed his hand and begged him not to leave, but in a fit of rage, he shoved me down the stairs. That shove ended up breaking both my legs and fracturing my skull. I spent a month in the ICU before I finally regained consciousness. This time, I didn’t make a scene. Instead, I called my mother overseas. "Mom, about the inheritance you mentioned last time… I

Apparently, his boss borrowed her so he will be deducting the money every month from her salary "Mr Merra said And that's her boss, He added "Thank you so much son, we really appreciate that" "You are welcome ma, don't mention" Come here, Jack move closer to her and she rub her palm on his head, Jack eyes change to res and tears was about dropping from them Briana notice that, then Jack immediately excused himself and went out Briana followed him immediately, "Are you okay sir, " "Yes of course, "And what happen, why did your mood change when my mum touch your head"

My sight became hazy, clouded by tears and the reflection of the sun dancing on the polished marble beneath my feet. As the pain deepened, tears rained down my face, flowing freely like a torrential downpour. It felt as if a dam, long sealed, had suddenly burst open, releasing a flood of pent-up emotions. Each tear represented the weight of every heartbreaking experience I had endured. They were tears shed for the countless times the woman I considered my mother had subjected me to beatings. They were tears shed for the irreplaceable loss of my Grandpa. And, most importantly, they were tears of anguish over the futile attachment to someone that never truly belonged to me in the first place.