Jars Of Sadness 소설 & 이야기

DAISY POV Location: 4022 West Side Alley—The Club Joint I stared at the message on my cracked phone screen until the words blurred. Then I looked back at the mirror. My eyes were so red, pulsing with broken veins. I don’t even know why I’m crying anymore. It’s not like this is the first time I’ve had to do this. I’ve been a "jack of all trades" for the worst people in this city for two long years, but finally, it’s ending. Maybe that’s why the tears are coming. The relief feels as heavy as the fear.

The weight of the day's unexpected series of incidents pressed down on Joslyn’s shoulders, almost suffocating her with their heaviness. Rummaging through her purse, Joslyn's heart sank as she realized her keys were nowhere to be found. It was the final straw, the tipping point that sent her cascading into despair. Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision as the reality of Josh's near-death experience crashed over her like a tidal wave.

The one Isabelle left behind. "What were you wrong about?" The smile disappeared. Instantly. The atmosphere changed. Instantly. The river still flowed. The café still buzzed. Yet suddenly everything felt heavier. More serious. More dangerous. Claire looked down at the folder. Then at her hands. Then finally back at Jessica. For the first time since revealing herself, genuine sadness appeared. Not regret. Not fear. Sadness. Deep sadness. The sort that never completely leaves. "I thought the system would weaken."

★One Year Ago★ Jade sat on the floor, sobbing loudly and scratching her arms, trying to get rid of the feel of her harasser's skin against hers. She kept replaying the last few hours in her mind. She could still feel his body against hers and it made her feel worthless and dirty. And like a thousand bugs were crawling through her skin, eating her up.

Previously, I felt betrayed and hurt. The man who I thought I owed my life had now turned out to be the one ruining it. That thought made the pain worse. "The beautiful love which I felt from you has completely disappeared, Jihun. It completely has!" He chuckled darkly hearing me and with a smirk he stated, " Most things that disappear are beautiful! " ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

LEVI’S POV Before You Go by Lewis Capaldi “I fell by the wayside like everyone else. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, but I was just kidding myself. Our every moment, I start to replace. ‘Cause now that they’re gone, all I hear are the words that I needed to say.” I was singing while I was breaking the shell of an egg. I was cooking some sunny-side up egg, fried rice, and hotdog for breakfast.

After reading it, Jade didn't know what to feel. 'I'm sorry for everything' ~Darius

This was Lisa, the girl he was hoping would hand him her soul and body, the least he could do was extend her the same courtesy. "Not good. I can't believe she's gone." And just like that, Jack felt the sadness of that day return. He couldn't say more, the size of the lump in his throat was as big as a tennis ball. He wasn't sure if it was because Lisa was finally there or if it was the usual 'calm before the storm' phenomenon but it was suddenly too much. Jack never cried but he felt himself choke and his eyes burned.

“I'm sorry, hon. I'm an ásshóle—I just got carried away by my jealousy. I’m so fúcking jealous! Please, don’t do this to me. Those seven years without you were hell—I don’t want to go back there. I’m sorry. I’m sorry, hon. Please forgive me.” I didn’t say anything. I just let him speak his heart. Moments later, I felt his arms tighten around me. He buried his face in my neck, and I felt the dampness—Jasper was crying. No sound, but I knew. I gently stroked his back, trying to soothe him. “Let’s talk when you’re calm, so we can understand each other.” I said softly. He pressed his face deeper into my neck and hugged my waist tighter. The silent sobs turned audible.

Marcus sighed as he went to Lais's corpse, pulled the dagger from her chest, wiped the blood on her blouse, and only then cut his own palm, and the blood that spilled there passed as Brenda had instructed around the lid of the jar. -And now what happens? -At dawn the spirit will evaporate inside the jar itself and it will crack. The day dawned very hot, by the way. You know those days when everything the sun touches seems to shake? Amy was already in the kitchen with Soraia's mother preparing the breakfast table. Soraia is standing in front of the mirror putting on a pair of blue drop earrings matching her light dress and as she bends down to put on her strappy ankle boots as she gets up...