Novel & Cerita Sad Stitch

*** Finally paying for the two dresses, she stepped out if the boutique, holding both boxes in her hands. Walking lazily along the side walk, the sounds of feet thudding the ground and the sound of cars honking filled the air, but all she felt was the pain in her heart. Clutching the boxes titghtly she walked absentmindedly until she bumped into something hard that send her falling to the ground. She could have whined, she could have screamed in pain, but all she felt was numbness. Raising her head, she was met with beautiful blue eyes. A tear ran down her cheek involuntarily which she wiped off quickly as she picked up the boxes, running off. *Alex's POV*

Simon rolled his lip together, lifted up his face and skip right over her, Serena's heart flipped and crashed to the bottom of her chest shattering into a billion shreds as he turned the handle of the door and yanked it open. "No" He shut the door with that as his last word kept ringing in her head, " NO" The moment the door closed, she collapsed onto the couch next to her, crumbling into herself as her heartache ripped down the length of her body, her loud cries echoed across the room penetrating every open space of the apartment along with her frantic breathing as the atmosphere became a mixture of grieving moans.

It's funny because how noisy Itzy is, how quiet is Kyro. I passed their coloring books and signed. I gave assignments before they were laid out. It's sad to think but I don't really let my heart get close to them. I will only be here for a week. And there are only two days left before I say goodbye to them. I still have a mission to finish. ***** "Bitch, Nicko is back," Cyril said. I looked at myself in the mirror. I’m here at C.R because my good brother suddenly called. I frowned at what he said. "Oh, what shall I do?"

Nai: “You okay there Naraja? You're lookin’ a little sad n’ wonky in the face. You okay? You okay?” Naraja: “I hear you! I hear you! Geez! First of all, who the hell says ‘sad ‘n wonky’ in the same sentence and I’m alright, I’m alright my face just tends to do this, don't worry about it too much, k.” Nai: “Hmmm, if y’a say so but if there’s something bothering you, just say so.” Naraja: “Aah, ‘just say so’, huh. I’ll keep that in mind in the back of my mind as a mental tab...”

I wagged my finger at their faces, taunting them. “I want the both of you to see this,” I said looking at the two brothers. The Salazar brothers are known on the black market for having ruthless hearts. I'm just not sure if they could still stay indifferent when they see the people they care for slowly die in an excruciating death. I flashed them a smile as I walk around the table and spotted the pliers on the toolbox. Perfect. “Antonio, how much do you love your nails?” He opened his mouth then close it, then open them again.

I was savoring the taste while having a good companion to go with it. "But seriously Lori, since you know I'm rich it means that you can maintain your lifestyle. I'll support you. That's me being your sugar daddy, in return of your companion." I laughed hearing his words. "Sorry it's one thing hearing Adriana said Sugar Daddy, but hearing you stating so, it's like a kink you know. Mm...do you have a kink that I should know about?" My face paled, making him laughed hard at me. There were some glances, that were thrown at us. He said that he haven't laughed this loud in years.

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My eyes bloodshot red, tears streaming down without stopping. "You are not angry, you are just sad. And I want you to suffer. If you die you will get what you want 'peace' and I don't want that to happen. You know what is scarier than death? It's life! " I couldn't stand him anymore. I rapidly took steps backwards and started to run out of the room.

The Black Hawk skimmed low over the Saudi desert, its rotors slicing the midnight air into ribbons. No lights. No chatter. Just darkness and wind—and the occasional hiss of static in the team’s earpieces. The world outside the open door was an ocean of black dunes, luminous only through the phantom green of NVGs: a drowned, prehistoric seabed frozen in waves of bone. Inside, six soldiers sat in silence, faces painted, eyes locked forward. Ghost Team. SASR.

A mixture of gratitude and embarrassment settled within her as he gently wiped away her tears, creating a unique connection between two souls traversing through the unexpected twists of fate. The hazel eyes that had witnessed much silently communicated a profound understanding, leaving Hiya to contemplate the depth of compassion that had unexpectedly entered her life. She lowered her gaze, and he continued, "I am sorry... I know I shouldn't have done this, but you were crying nonstop for a long time, and I couldn't resist.” --------------------