Novel & Cerita Sad Eyes From On My Block

I told myself I need to sleep. NEXT DAY LISA'S POV Don’t make me love you music 🎶🎶🎶 The white foam rose🎶🎶🎶 Why do you keep smiling at me🎶🎶🎶 Making me realize this is a dream🎶🎶🎶 Why is your sad face circling around me?🎶🎶 Really freaky, my heart is mixed up🎶🎶🎶

The possessive kiss in the driveway only minutes ago and now this. I exhaled slowly. No, Sadie wasn’t manipulative. She couldn’t be. I’d known her for years, yet the doubt lingered. “Open your eyes,” I said quietly. “I know you’re awake.” Her lashes trembled. Then, with a guilty pout, she slowly opened them. " That was so low." Sadie threw her arms around my waist, burying her face against my chest. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I just… I couldn’t stand the thought of you spending the day with her.”

I just sat there. My phone buzzed again. My Baby❤️: In the air now. I'm scared and excited and sad all at once. ME: That's a lot of feelings. My Baby❤️: That's what loving you does to me. I laughed. Cried. Laughed again. ME: Go kick Yale's butt, Candy. Show them what a Daisyland girl can do. What my girl can do. My Baby❤️: I will. I'll make you proud.

Sadie threw Carly's hand away standing walking away, she paused and turned back when she got to the door. " And I have a message for your family. Tell them, I will give them war. You, your mother, your father and your sister " " I will make you all pay for each and every pain I went through. I, Sadie Meyers have declared " It must be kpaaa sound 😂😂😂😂

My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears Damon hugged me, said I don’t need to feel sadness while he’s around

And just like that, Sydney was dragged into the spotlight—towards the giant banner with Brooklyn’s face printed across it. Must be the excitement. I told myself, lifting the glass to my lips again. “Are you always like this, or are you genuinely bored?” I turned. I almost forgot Sadie was sitting beside me. “What?” She looked up from her phone. “That look on your face. You always have it at things like this. Is it part of the whole…cool guy thing?” I forced out a scoff. “I’m not bored. We just got here.” “Oh,” she said, tilting her head slightly. “So that look was just for her then.”

He looked my way. My eyes brimmed. He kept staring at me blanky. Tears flowed out my eyes. He looked away from me as he opened his car door and entered. The girl entered too. They drive away. I move away from the window, walking towards my bed. Tears flowed. Sky came to me, looking at me with sad eyes. It made me sob. He whined. I hugy him tightly. I let it all out. This stings so bad. So terrible.

I nodded slowly, forcing the tension in my spine to stay hidden. “Understood,” I said quietly. I walked out of the office with one single thought echoing through my head on repeat: This is either my biggest break… …or the start of a very beautifully dressed disaster. SADIE’S POV – That Night, Home I barely stepped through the front door before the storm hit. “There she is,” Angelica’s voice cut through the room like a dagger. “The golden girl.”

“Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (on my way, on my way to you) Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (on my way, on my way to you) On my way to you On my, darling, I'm on my way” I have never loved anyone as much as I love her... The closer Sadie got to me, the harder it got to keep my cool. I promised her I would not cry. She made fun of me the other night because when we first felt Oakley kick, I balled, like snot and tears type of balled. She said I would do the same on our wedding day and I promised her I would not. yet here I am crying because she just looks so beautiful. Just as Lex stops singing Sadie reaches me. I pull her into my arms, and I kiss her forehead. I then turn to her father while she is in my arms. I shake h

Tears well up in her eyes like a balloon on the verge of bursting. The memory of my harsh words cuts deep. And a pang of guilt slices through my chest, leaving a trail of regret. As Jamie escorts Doctor Lee out, I rise and approach the bed. My sound of footsteps thudding on the floor cuts through the silence. Sandy senses my presence and turns away, her shoulders trembling as tears spill from her eyes. She refuses to meet my apologetic gaze. My heart swells with empathy. And maybe a little bit of frustration as well. Can't she see I'm struggling too? The dream still lingers in my head. Its eerie similarities to reality are far too unsettling. To be honest, I’m still a bit skeptical about the