Novel & Cerita Noah Cyrus Young & Sad

Hunter Enterprises’ board of directors voted for Matt Bryant to be OIC, allowing Noah Hunter, its CEO, time to grieve the loss of his parents. The news report mentioned that Noah was beside himself after learning about the demise of his parents and was inconsolable. His grief, it said, was compounded when he woke up to learn that his wife cheated on him. I had to smile at that. It was so convenient to paint a dark picture of me without proof. The news also mentioned the trip is to help Noah clear his head and heal emotionally from the trauma of his loss. I was about to close the page when I noticed another news item. This one was short and with a picture attached to it.

"I've heard a lot about you." He stared at Zoe and then back at me."I hope it's just the good stuff." Zoe and I laughed. "How's Tristan doing?Is he condition stable now?"I asked,curiously. Noah coughed and suddenly looked seriously. "He…em…he…I don't know how to tell you this." Why does he suddenly look sad? I glanced at Zoe who just then suppressed her lips in a tight line. What was going on? Did Tristan die? I…this was a great loss for him family.

"...this stopped hurting.” Grayson knelt. "What hurt?" Noah hesitated. "The lonely place." His voice had become almost too quiet to hear. "I always felt..." "...like somebody was missing." Grayson closed his eyes. Every word was another knife. He should have been there. For the first laugh. The first fall. The first nightmare. Every moment that had been stolen. Noah suddenly touched his face. "Don't cry." Grayson hadn't realized tears were falling. "I'm okay." "No."

“Kian.” He dropped the phone instantly and leaned in close, his voice trembling. “I’m here, Lily. What is it?” I looked at him and said clearly and slowly, “Don’t come to my funeral. Your presence would only haunt me in death.” I watched in satisfaction as the color drained from his face. He dropped to his knees, his tall frame collapsing in an instant. Gripping my hand, he began slapping himself, again and again. “This is my fault! I’m the worst! I never should’ve said what I said!

"Dean and Zoe aren't forcing you to be together, either; it all depends on the future you'll choose for yourselves." Victor turned to Ruby, smiled, and hugged her. They felt that this was unexpected, especially Ruby, who felt very happy to hear Uncle Liam's explanation for the problem she had been thinking about. *** Noah looked deeply into Carly's puffy face. The tears had been flowing steadily for a long time. At first, Noah was annoyed because his surroundings were looking sarcastically at him; perhaps they thought that he had made Carly cry non-stop for a long time. "Did my cousin make you cry?" asked Noah with his hand, holding out a tissue to Carly.

I chuckled dryly as I placed down my water bottle on the cafeteria table, "What's with all of you assuming theres some sort of tension?" Jade gave me an 'do you think I'm stupid' look, "We have known Noah for years. In the short time you two have been friends, he was interested in what was going on and... well, happy. Now he looks like he watched a cat get shot." I gave Jade a horrified look, "Brutal and morbid, Jade!" Jade shrugged nonchalantly, "What? That's what Noah looks like. So, are you going to tell me what happened?"

"No, that can't be true. Magnus… Magnus can't be gone." But Elder Miriam didn’t stop. "The whole of Tribiano mourns his loss, Lara. We are devastated, but—" Her voice cracked, and she drew in a sharp breath, her gaze lowering to the floor as if she could not bear to meet Lara’s eyes. "Cyrus… is lifeless as well. They both…" One of the other elders, an older man with a deep frown, let out a heavy sigh, finishing what Miriam could not. "Your son, too, Lara. Cyrus is gone."

Sadly, she was the same height as James, her husband. "Hello, Mrs. Noah," Cyrus said, and she inhaled sharply at the way he regarded her. It made her clench her hands. "Hi, Cyrus. How are you?" She asked, and he smiled, showing off his dazzling white teeth. "I'm good. I'm so happy that my uncle finally married the woman of his dreams. He could not stop talking about you ever since you two got together," Cyrus said, and she chuckled through her teeth. Woman of his dreams, indeed, Crystal mentally replied.

Much. “I’m. Happy. For them.” She said. Defensive. Little bit. “I know. You are.” Noah agreed. “But. You’re. Also. Sad. Aren’t. You?” She didn’t. Answer. Couldn’t. Words. Stuck. Behind. Tears. Threatening. To. Fall. “It’s. Okay. To be. Both.” Noah said. Gently. “Happy. And. Sad. Together. Life’s. Like that. Sometimes.” “Always.” Lora whispered. Honest. Too honest. “For me. It’s. Always. Both.”

Grayson remained at the table, moaning quietly to himself about the life he had built and the son who refused to fit into it. Noah reached his car and didn’t waste a second. He started the engine and drove out of the compound, through the gates, eyes already blurry with tears he fought hard to hold back. He knew he wouldn’t be able to keep them in for long. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, knuckles white, as he sped down the highway. Eventually he pulled over at a quiet, lonely spot along the road and killed the engine. The moment the car went silent, he collapsed forward, forehead pressing hard against the steering wheel. Hot tears poured down his face, his head throbbing with everyth