Marinette Crying Novels & Stories

Of course, if she found out, she’d probably think I was creepy, so I had to be careful. I should’ve never looked at her window through my camera because now it looks like I was taking a picture of her when she was vulnerable. And she wasn’t wrong. I was taking pictures of her tearful face. She looked beautiful with tears sparkling down her cheeks. “What the fuck, Logan! Are you spying on me!” she screamed at me. I called her cellphone, so we didn’t have to keep yelling and risk waking up the entire neighborhood. “I’m sorry, Marina. I swear I wasn’t trying to snoop. I just wanted to see if you were okay. Why are you crying, anyway?” I asked once she picked up the phone.

Marina glared right through her with those kinds of eyes as the mother and daughter heated up the atmosphere while Justin, Jane, and Stan were watching around them. "Honey, please, calm down for a bit," Marion whispered as Marina unclasped his hand from her arm suddenly and she pointed at Marian once again. Justin swallowed as she saw how angry her face was and how Marian sniffed in front of him. He bit his lip and didn't want to interrupt the conversation he was now witnessing. The tears trickled down from her face as Marian looked through the eyes of her mother.

JONEA "Stop crying! I won't be able to understand if you don't say anything but cry and cry!" shouted Marilyn, who couldn't hold back her patience anymore. Marilyn had never been this mad at me. Maybe I've gone too far this time. I also stopped crying. I wiped my tears and wiped my snot that kept dripping. I already finished a box of tissues. "You've calmed down now?" I nodded. "Then, try to sequence the story from the beginning. Why are you crying like this? What happened to you?"

Aleric said. "What's all these?" I muttered, still unable to understand what they were talking about. Did lady Marinette lie about Aleric raping her? And was that the reason why Aleric turned me down then decided to get married to Lady Marinette? I had to slightly open up the door to take a peak after making sure tbe coast was cleared. Marinette's mom, took hold of her daughters hand, "is what he's saying true? He was never intimate with you?" She inquired softly, yet Marinette couldn't say a word, her head shamefully bowed down.

❤️❤️ Unveiling River's Identity (Part 17) ❤️❤️ "I am asking you, who made you cry?" Mari bellowed in anger as she stared at the swollen eyes of Ariel, which means she has been crying for sometime. "No one aunt, something flew inside my eyes." Ariel lied quickly using her two hands to cover her face, when she removed them, no trace of a swollen eyes, she sent a smile towards the direction of Mari. "See, I am fine aunt."

"And what is the meaning of speaking all these words now?" Marine smiled sadly, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I just need to know if our love was ever real and if I ever truly mattered to you," she whispered, her vulnerability seeping through her words. "I don't want to feel invisible anymore," Marine pleaded, her voice filled with longing and desperation.

Margaret reached out to hug Irene, bursting into hysterical sobs. There was regret and bitterness in her cries. Irene could not help but shed tears too. Eden saw her mother and Margaret hugging each other and crying. He stood on his tiptoes and stretched his little hands out to wipe off his mother's tears. After that, he helped Margaret to wipe hers too. Seeing how caring her grandson was, Margaret cried even more.. Edric stood at the door and watched the scene, wanting to cry as well. He walked in and gently separated Margaret and Irene, "Mom, don't be sad. You haven't fully recovered. Irene still has a child. It's not good for everyone for you to cry like this.”

But now Margot couldn't even remember her own son; would she forget him too after some time? Curtis felt that his breathing was becoming difficult, and his chest was heaving with intense emotions. Tears were welling up more in the corners of his eyes. Lying next to him, Margot turned her head and noticed tears in the corners of his eyes. Her heart ached, and she gently reached out to wipe them away. "Curt, please don't cry. I won't cause any more trouble." She stood up and leaned down to embrace him. "I will stop making a scene. Curt, please don't cry."

The tears in Marin eyes seem to greatly affect Christopher, who gently rub her face and brought his lips closer to her ears and a suddenly had a devilish smile _" Don't cry.... You are still my wife but a unforgiving wife that needed to be punish." The golden amber eyes of Christopher twist into delighted at the horror expression on Maria face. " Please don't! Don't take my children from me_ I beg you Christopher!_ Have mercy." Marin who was finally able to spit out the piece of clothing, scream on top of her voice and looked like she was going to have a mental breakdown. She watch in horror as the musclar men effortlessly carried her two unconscious children afar from her and she couldn't

The kind of crying that had nothing to do with pride or shame, just sorrow that had been waiting for a moment to be let out. He sat down on the grass after a while, wiping his face. “Sorry,” he said, sniffing. “Not the best way to meet someone for the first time. Crying all over her grave.” Dante gave a soft smile. “Marielle wouldn’t mind. She was the kind of person who believed that crying meant you had a soul that cared.” Then he looked up at the sky. “Marielle, can you do me a favor? If you see Ace’s mom… tell her he misses her. A lot.”