Open When You Are Sad Novelas e Histórias

Grayson's head throbbed. He forced himself to resist the impulse to rub his temples. He immediately apologized. "Sorry. This was my oversight. I'll arrange a new contract immediately. To make amends, I'm willing to lower the price by another five percent." The partners fell silent, quietly calculating their potential profit. Sandra continued to cry, but no one had the patience or inclination to comfort her, no matter how seductive she appeared. A flicker of panic crossed her face. She stepped closer to Grayson, eyes red, pleading, "Grayson… I didn't expect this to happen. What should I do?"

It was already night and I was still in my room, frantically lying on my bed with my blanket wrapped around me. I was still not feeling well, I was in agony. I just want to feel better, these stupid Heartbreaks are BITCH. Darn it. I want to feel good, I have to engross myself in some activity. Maybe singing can work. Many people sing whenever they are sad. So let me just try.

Normally I would’ve complained, but tonight I was grateful for the noise, the distraction. Halfway through, Max nudged my shoulder. “You’re allowed to be sad, you know. Just don't give up inside.” “I know,” I whispered. “I just don't know how to not drown in it.” “You have to deal with it,” he said gently. “Or I will.. I won’t let you drown Ivy.” That did it. My eyes burned, and before I could stop myself, the tears came. Quiet at first. Then harder. I set the ice cream down and buried my face in my hands.

When we mated, I opened it, but after everything became so hard for me, I closed it back. First, I used to feel she is feeling sad about my behavior. but my brain never let me believe in it. I always remembered how she betrayed me and everything seems fake, even her sadness too. So I closed it. In these three years, I have never opened it. But today I didn’t know why I think of opening our mind link. When I open it, all her emotions hit me like a storm. Her sadness, her helplessness, her love for everything. I started to feel sad, but then what I heard... yes heard.

Jordan said while holding the picture frame. I was about to walk inside my room when he speaks. "Joash, when will I see this smiles again?" He asked and showed me our image. I saw how happy I am on that photo. I've been asking myself lately, when will that happiness be back to me? "I don't know" I answered "I'll just change my clothes" I added I walked straight to my room and glanced at my mirror and saw how sadness covered my face, I tried to pull out a smile, my lips are smiling but I can still see how sad I am through my eyes.

The floodgates of grief opened, and he wept, his sorrow echoing through the room. I offered whispered words of comfort, my voice breaking as tears mingled with my words. "I'm so sorry, Levi. I can't begin to fathom the depth of your pain. But know that you're not alone. I'm here for you, always." Levi took a shaky breath, his voice barely a whisper as he found the strength to speak. "You know the saddest part about this?" he asked, his eyes searching mine for understanding, longing for a response before he continued.

Paige My makeup is gone after I leave the restroom. It couldn’t be saved. Five minutes ago, I looked like a panda and decided to remove it. I don’t know why, but sometimes when I’m sad, I shower or clean my face. It makes me feel less disgusting, as if the water can somehow wash away my shame, sadness, and depression. But that isn’t the case today. When Dallas looks up at me, his lips slowly part. He can definitely tell that I’ve been crying. My eyes are puffy, and my smile is wavering as I retake my seat.

I interrupted with a frown. "I'm sorry." "I understand how you feel but in times like this, don't jump to the worst. Losing a loved one never gets easy and as much as people will obviously die, we must think about good things as well." "How should I do that? I feel sad when I think about it." "That's okay, but I'll tell you a secret." "What secret?" "The secret to feeling happy in times of sorrow." "What is it?" "Come closer," I whispered and she inched in. "Even closer."

(sukoon pov) As I step into the room, a heavy sadness descends upon me like a suffocating blanket. The air feels thick and stagnant, as if it holds the weight of unshed tears and lingering despair. The once vibrant colours of the surroundings have faded, drained of their life and vitality. Shadows dance in the dimly lit space, casting elongated figures that mirror the desolation within.

Rain.. I don't know why it always rains whenever something sad happens to me. Be it in my previous life or my current life. I don't know the reason, but maybe it was raining to wash away my sadness, or just to add to the coldness of my already cold heart. "Please accept my condolences, miss"