Novel & Cerita Rainbow After The Storm

Sagot niya kaya sabay sabay na tumango ang mga ito Napatingin siya kay Rain na kanina pa hindi mapakali sa kinauupuan nito "Are you okay Rain?" Agaw pansin niya rito "I-i'm okay Tex, Pwede na ba akong maunang umalis?" Sambit nito and she just nodded Mabilis naman itong tumayo tsaka dire-diretsong lumakad paalis "Anong nangyari doon, Storm?" Takang tanong ni Ace pero nagkibit balikat lang ang lalaki na wala ring ideya sa ikinikilos ng kapatid

Silang dalawa lang ni Emerald ang kasama ko rito. “Nakasunod sila Thunder sa’tin kanina. Tumahan ka na, magiging okay si Zea.” Tinapik-tapik niya ang ulo ko at maya-maya lang ay nakita ko nang papalapit sa direksyon namin ang dark. Kumalas ako sa yakap ni Tymee at saka naupo. “Rain.” Tawag ni Thunder nang lumuhod ito sa harapan ko. Hindi ko siya magawang tignan, nanatili lamang akong nakayuko habang pinagmamasdan ang dugo ni Zea sa mga palad ko.

Mas lalo siyang yumuko at isiniksik ang ulo sa pagitan ng kaniyang tuhod habang yakap-yakap ang sarili. A rainbow always emerges in the sky after it has rained. At halos ang karamihan ngayon ay naniniwala na pagkatapos ng mahabang kalungkutan na 'yong sinapit ay matatamasa mo rin sa huli ang kaligayahang papawi ng iyong mga luha. Pero sa kalagayan niya ay bakit tila na-traffic yata sa pagdurusa? She tried wiping her eyes several times, but the tears wouldn't stop coming; they were like a faucet that wouldn't stop dripping.

And lastly, she has Clinton, who loves her and completes the missing piece she has been yearning for so long. Despite the chaos she has experienced in the past, the brutality, heartaches, and pain, she remained standing and now sees her happily ever after. Indeed, there is always a rainbow after every rain. Hindi maaaring palagj ka lang nagdurusa dahil darating ang araw na mararanasan mo ring imaging masaya. It is okay to cry and experience breakdowns, but always remember to wipe your tears after crying and continue going. Stay strong and fight your demons because at the end of the da,y your dull face would be painted of colors, colors of contentment, and genuine happiness.

The storm had passed, leaving behind a new dawn, a dawn filled with the promise of a love that was real, a love that was true. The morning sun painted the bedroom in hues of gold, a stark contrast to the storm that had raged within their hearts just weeks ago. Soirye stretched, a contented sigh escaping her lips. The sheets, crisp and cool against her skin, held the lingering warmth of Damon's body, a reminder of the night they'd spent nestled together, their anxieties finally quelled.