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“It's all my fault. Everything that happened to you is my fault; I should be the one dead. I'll never be happy, I promise to never be happy.” Tears kept streaming down my face, a quiet, soundless waterfall of sorrow. My body shook slightly, but my mouth was clamped shut, stifling any audible sobs. I cried silently, hiding my pain from the world, as if afraid to let others see the depth of my emotions. Each tear that fell was a testament to the weight I carried, a physical manifestation of the grief, hurt, or frustration that had become too much to bear. My eyes, red-rimmed and puffy, were the only giveaway, a window to the storm raging within.

My hand flew to my mouth, and I let out a scream, a sob escaping from my throat. I couldn't hold back the tears any longer, and I allowed them to fall freely. The stress and worry of the day had been building up, and now it was finally bursting out. I leaned against the wall of the shower, the water running over my face, as I allowed myself to cry.

Phoebe asked helplessly, "Mila, what did he say to you? Why are you crying?" Mila hastily set her phone aside and wiped away her tears, attempting to compose herself. "I'm not crying. It's just my tear glands acting up again. They seem to have a mind of their own." "And what exactly set off this sudden burst of tear activity?" Mila pouted, feeling aggrieved. "He didn't utter a single word, merely responding with a couple of hmms." Phoebe couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation, sighing in amusement.

I need to get away from here and I need to find Thamer and my mom. My tears started to fill the brink of my eyelids. I could feel the burning sensation inside my eyes. I couldn't take it any longer. I wanted to hold back my tears but it's not a help. My tears fall down and I allowed it to stream all over my face. I'm badly crying like a little girl. " Mom! I need you!" I yelled inside the walls of the room. After he left me alone again, I did nothing but to cry.

Tears sting my eyes, hot as they stream down my cheeks while I push toward the exit. I need air. Space. Anything but this.

"Aba malay ko kung bakit ka umiiyak 'day. Baka naman may naalala ka lang na problema kaya ka nagkakaganun. Di mo ba matandaan?" "Hindi po.." Just a few embarrassing scenes.. But why did I cried then? Okay. That explains why I've got a puffy eyes now. But what about my swollen lips then? Could it be possible na nadapa ako ng bonggang-bongga kagabi so I cried? That made me nodded my head in agreement, considering that thought. That made sense then. When I come up with that conclusion, para akong nabunutan ng tinik and I was able to breath normally again.

I pleaded, going on my knees. Tears brimming down on my eyes cause I had no idea about the havoc I was about to wrinkle on myself. Sweat began to run down from my face to my feet, my blood began to be fucking hot. Oh no, I don’t know what the great Iye might do to me. My lacrimal gland got extremely filled with tears, unable to fucking control it as I let it flow so freely down my cheek. My catarrh got pulled up in my nose, fuck I couldn’t breath well.

Kristin couldn’t hold it in anymore. As she continued to massage Lucas’s leg, the overwhelming emotions she had been bottling up for so long finally broke free. She tried to fight it, but the tears began to flow uncontrollably. The frustration, the loneliness, the anger—everything came pouring out as sobs wracked her body.

Are all things about our mate bond true? A tear of blood came out of my eye. Why am I crying? I don't have feelings for him. I whispered," I don't have feelings for him". I went to my dressing table, looking in the mirror, I again murmured," I don't have feelings for him". I said and I started weeping. Many tears of blood were coming out of my eyes. Trying to cover them with my hands, I covered my whole face with tears of blood. My face was red. I washed my face.

My hands instinctively go to my cheeks feeling the moisture on them. “Damn it!’. I murmur. This is not how it's supposed to go. There shouldn't be any tears. He means nothing to me. He made that clear every time. So why the heck is my bloody eyes seeping water!. My body slides down the door and I am now seated on the floor with my knees to my chest.