Novel & Cerita Rosalina Cry

Summers looked intrigued to learn about Rosaline’s secret. “Alright, tell me. If you say nonsense, don’t blame me when I go back on our promise.” Jane nodded. “One time, Rosaline cried until her eyes were red. She told me you weren’t happy with her because she wasn’t a boy. You thought that she was humiliating you. You had a child out of wedlock. However, that child was run over by a car. She cried for a very long time. She said that even if you didn’t like her, the child who got run over was her brother, but you didn’t even let her see her brother for the last time. She was very sad about this.”

Rosana’s dazed, confused eyes snapped toward Wilson. She stared at him, eyes blazing with anger as tears poured down her cheeks. She roared, “Do you think I’m not trying? That I’m not doing my best to forget him? Do you think so? The more I try, the harder it becomes for me…”

Our life had never been perfect, but it hadn't reached this level of turmoil until she and Mathilde entered Blood Rose. I burst into Rina's lavish room, my patience wearing thin. She sat there with once-bright eyes, now puffy and red, but I couldn't be sure if those tears were genuine. "Are you crying? Is this another part of your plot?" I said, my anger filling the room. "You might have deceived my old man, but you can't fool me, TORI." Her mouth hung open in surprise as she quickly wiped away her tears, slowly getting up from her chair. Her eyes, which used to be bright, now looked sad and puffy, showing how many feelings were inside.

And I doubt Lucian brought me here to ravish me. His gaze finally lands on me again, deadly serious. “Nara, I… I’m sorry, but I have to ask.” I turn fully towards him, arching an eyebrow. “You look like you’re about to confess to a crime.” He bites his lower lip, avoiding my eyes. His weight shifts from one foot to the other, defensive, uncertain. “I just… need to clear something up.” I fold my arms. “Then ask.” He drags a hand through his hair. “Is it true…?” The words catch in his throat. He looks down, voice lower. “I’m not accusing you, I just—Rosalina came out of the stairwell in tears. Said you tried to push her.”

Perhaps he had not loved me for a long time now. It was my fault for never noticing—for stupidly believing that true love would never die. Now, Lara smiled as she leaned against the doorway, purring so softly her voice could melt anything, "I heard you made pasta. Can I have a bowl? With minced ginger, please. My cravings are really terrible these days." "You've got it," John grinned lovingly. "Who would spoil my baby if not me?" Still, he soon paused when he inadvertently noticed the black roses outside. "I'll tell the gardener to uproot those flowers. They remind me of Claire's disgusting face—I don't want them to hurt our eyes!"

“Please.” I could feel his breath on my cheek, and that forced me to turn his way so that our eyes locked together a third time. “Ollie… It’s me. It’s Jess,” I whispered. A second passed by where he searched my face, and recognition finally flared in the depths of his eyes. Then came fear — the realization of what he was doing — and then Ollie was gone. And the weight of him, both physically and figuratively, was suddenly off me, and that’s when I began to cry.

A cry that filled me with guilt. I opened my eyes to see Rosaline beside me crying her eyes out. Her face was puffy with tears stains as fresh was kept falling down like an overflowing waterfall. "Rose," I don't want that. A gasp left her and she snapped her head towards me. Her bloodshot eyes widened as her jaw dropped. "ALEXEI!" she cried and engulfed me in a hug. I hissed lowly when I felt a sharp pain shoot through me. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry," she apologized and pulled away.

That's because you can never satisfy him. Daisy trembled with rage. Without hesitation, she slapped Julia across the face. Julia's head snapped to the side, and blood appeared at the corner of her mouth. Covering her cheek, she screamed, "How dare you slap me? Who the hell do you think you are? Do you really think you're Donna Verdant? You wretch! No one's ever laid a finger on me!" She then burst into tears and shouted dramatically, "Dario! Help! Daisy's gone crazy! She hit me!"

“No.” A broken sound slipped past my lips. He stepped closer and I took another step back. “It can't… you can't…” “Oh, Rosalina…” He whispered, as a tear rolled down his face. “Dad?”

Bella almost rolled herself on the floor, she let her tears drop. "Please, I have had a difficult life, if you say anything to him, I will be ruined". "Well then, I won't, my lips are sealed. Pay what you see there, and resign". Rosaline whispered, then she grabbed the Italian documents from her, and walked away. Bella punched the wall, hurting her hand. She fell to the ground and cried like a baby. After a while, she wiped her tears, grabbed her phone and called her last hope.