Isabella Cries Novels & Stories

But I knew she needed to speak first. Finally, Isabella’s voice broke through the quiet, barely above a whisper. "I’m terrified," she said, her words trembling slightly. "Terrified of loving another Alpha who could just throw me away, like Damien did." Her gaze dropped to the wildflower crown still in her hands, fingers twisting it absently. "I don’t know if I can let myself fall again. I don’t know if I can survive being hurt like that again." Her words hit me like a punch to the gut, and my chest tightened. I hadn’t realized just how deep her fear ran. She had been through so much—betrayal, loss, and pain I could never fully understand.

Isabella's crying intensified as she went through the photos, the moans became louder, Máximo couldn't take it anymore, after taking the last photo, he pulled her against his chest, squeezing her tightly in a strong hug, while he himself held back his own tears. Seeing Isabella like this, in that state, had him destroyed inside. Isabella clung to Máximo and there she cried like a little girl, like that girl who didn't have the opportunity to say goodbye to her father, and that young woman who lived through her mother's suffering and couldn't even mourn her properly, because she had to be strong to survive on the streets and in the shelters. Several minutes later, Isabella calmed down, Máximo

Bella made to follow but I grabbed her by the arm making her look at me with tears brimming her blue eyes "You don't care about him" I said making her look at me" you don't care about him so why are you crying? Why were you going to follow them? You don't care about him remember? You hate him, you've said it many times so why are you crying Isabella?" She sniffled as tears pooled out of her eyes and down her cheeks.

How thoughtful of her but I really don't care! "Mother, leave me alone! Let me be... I want to be hell alone!" I yelled. Everything had begun to display right before my eyes. The more it shows up, the more angry I become. I couldn't help my tears, they came streaming down my face as though it were a stream. I burst into tears. "Mon, what Brown told me was nothing but a lie! Isabella is living like a queen over there. We are both wrong about her present condition. She is happy and comfortable! "

"Excuse me, Miss Isabella. Could you tell us who the man in the photo is? Judging by his physique, it shouldn't be Mr. Sandall, right?" "Miss Isabella, since you’re about to have the mating ceremony with Mr. Sandall, don’t you think what you did is cheating?" "Miss Isabella, you are so disappointing! As Alpha's daughter, you have disregarded the interests of our pack! You have brought shame to the Watson Pack!" "Miss Isabella..." Bombarded by a flood of accusations, I felt like falling into the abyss. As I looked around the hall for help, my eyes caught a hint of barely noticeable delight at the corner of Amanda's mouth.

I turned to head back into the ruins, but I heard Isabella's choked sob behind me. "Why…" her voice was barely a whisper. "Why would you humiliate me like this…" Then came Mortlock's impatient snarl. "What are you crying for? This was to make her believe us! You were supposed to play your part!"

I stood up and opened the door, she was talking to Emma silently, Emma had a concerned look on her face and stood up from her chair. Isabella then looked at me, her eyes were red and puffy, I asked her, “Have you been crying?” Tears formed in her eyes once again and she started sobbing right where she stood. Emma and I ushered her into my office and closed the door behind her. Isabella sat on one of the chairs in front of my desk and Emma sat in the chair next to her while she held her hand. I grabbed a box of tissues for her and leaned back on the front of my desk with my arms crossed, wondering what was going on.

Charlotte sobs only got louder at his statement, causing him to pull her to himself for another hug. “Forgive me.” “He’s gone, Dylan. They killed him.” She cried. Now he gets why she’s so heartbroken. He hugged her tighter, whispering soothing words in her ear, to get her to stop crying. How did so much happen in so little time? After several minutes of gentle persuasion, Isabel managed to get David to sleep. Indeed, having pups at this stage of her life was a luxury she couldn’t afford.

“But now you’re staring right at me. You know exactly what I look like. You think I’ll let you walk away?” “No! Please!” Isabella’s voice cracked, tears falling. “I promise with my mother’s grave—I’ll never speak of this! Please, just spare me!” Alessandro smirked, lifting his gun. “People like you swear. People like you also betray. Let’s see…” Her whole body locked. “No, no, please—” The gun fired. Isabella screamed. But when she opened her eyes, the bullet hole smoked in the wooden floor beside her. Her chest heaved. Her hands shook. She collapsed onto the ground, sobbing.

Rebecca was irritated, and her expression worsened when Kayla's crying got louder. "Is crying all you can do? What else can you do besides that?!" How did Isabella initially get Cedric's protection back then? Perhaps she also cried like Kayla. Men are most vulnerable to women's tears! Natalie made a big fuss after learning about Cedric and Isabella's affair, and Isabella cried a lot! In the end, Cedric's heart naturally leaned toward Isabella. Thinking about those times, Rebecca felt her anger go through the roof.