Novel & Cerita Like Eyes After A Good Cry

"In this place." He raised his eyes. His eyebrows were as sharp as a blade, his eyes still carrying cold laziness. If I hadn't witnessed him crying, I wouldn't have thought that this man had just shed tears. Just look closely; you will see his eyes are red; there are still a few drops of water on his eyelashes, contrasting with the colorful fireworks outside; in his eyes, there is only a single black color.

You can't just stand here doing nothing while Nicole is dissolving into tears right in front of you. After what feels like ages, Nicole raises her head to meet my gaze. I immediately search through her face, trying to figure traces of any injury. Thank god! She is fine. My vision then slowly settles on her eyes as I look at her. I see her eyes being bloodshot and puffy as big fat tears roll from them. Fuck! She looks really in awful shape. I curl my fists in anger, looking down at her sobbing figure. I am going to destroy that bloody thing that has bothered her this terribly!

Why else would my eyes be glowing? “Hey wolfie you there,” I said in my head, but no response followed. Instead, my eyes turned back to their hazel brown. I ended up in tears again. I was indeed wolf less. The depression from the revelation made me forget about my purple glowing eyes and I went back to my room and cried myself to sleep. Jasmine Pov

I need to know who the sound belongs to. I strain to see, but there's nothing to see, only the oppressive darkness. The tears continue to echo, relentless in their sorrow. I need to find the source of those tears to understand and to offer comfort. With a slow, deliberate effort, I force my eyelids to open, welcoming the faintest hints of light. And there, before me, are emerald-green eyes. For a moment, I can't help but be lost in their depths. Beautiful eyes. However, as beautiful as they are, I notice they're red, puffy, and burdened by grief and exhaustion.

I picked up a fresh toothbrush and brushed my teeth with Ellie’s mint toothpaste until my gums bled. Splashed cold water on my face. When I finally looked up, the girl staring back still had swollen eyes, red-rimmed and glassy, cheeks blotchy from crying. She looked exactly like what she was…someone who had been thoroughly, ruthlessly fucked and then cried herself to sleep.

Some secret was held within them. My gaze traveled back to the woman’s face as the light from the necklace now illumined it. This time her eyes were bloodshot. Tears escaped her alluring eyes like a fountain. Her lips which I had imagined to be shaped into a smile were turned downwards. Why is she crying? Who is she crying for? Who has she lost? I took my hand back. She looked at me. Her almond-shaped eyes roamed over me. Her lips moved as if she was going to say something.

I have been given a chance to change it all! I knelt on the ground and then cried, my laughter turned to tears as I cried out my eyes. Then it became soft whimpers. I stood up and then turned to the mirror, I could see my red eyes which were filled with pain and suffering, but in them there was hope.

His mother came out, and was pretending to be brave. I could tell, that she had been crying, who would hear such a thing and not cry, she saw tears In my eyes and started blinking her eyes in a bit to send back her own tears, that had started forming bubbles around her eyes, but off course, when the heart is too heavy with heart ache, whatever type, it may not be able to hold itself back, it will pour it all out, through that little passage, which happens to be the eyes.

Aria POV I stood still in complete awe, still didn’t believe Sage walked out on me playing the victim. “Ah… none of this makes sense. Including Sage’s new behaviour.” I laughed- small laugh with a long breathe as I blinked my eyes a couple of times. To cool my brain, just maybe if it was possible. “ She’s bloody playing the victim here?” my eyes blurred with tears, I took my glasses off to avoid ruining my eyes. They say crying with cylindrical specs on makes your eyes shrink like a fallen yolk from a wither with gray spot. And I certainly won’t want that not until I read enough books to get rid of my sorrows.

Her puffy eyes were screaming how crazily she was crying at that time. I heard the click on the bathroom door and that was when I was pulled out of the ocean of my thoughts. I looked up and smiled widely. It was Eve who had stepped out of the bathroom after a long warm bath. She looked a lot better. Her puffy eyes were fixed and her red face was finally back to it's real rosy pink complexion.