Saddest Stories To Make You Cry นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Natty shook her head while smiling. “ What if it’s sad? It doesn’t harm to cry out of love. Our hearts are being tormented by the loss of our loved ones, it’s only natural that we cry because it hurts so much. I even cried for a few days, even though I knew she had betrayed me and didn’t deserve my tears. Then you, be more tormented than me because your love is right it just looks wrong.” Said Drak.

It’s not helping that I can’t seem to stop the tears or the loud sobs that follow. “It’s just Titanic Carrie, I didn’t think it’ll make you cry this hard,” Drew says, rubbing my shoulder. I sniff, trying to get my crying under control. “He didn’t have to die! She should’ve just held on to him,” I break into another wave of tears. “Why does love have to be so sad? Why does one person have to let go? It doesn’t make sense to me how the thing that makes you the most happy in the world can shatter you completely,” My words are mumbled and rushed.

He finished his story and turned to face Lia who has been drenched in the pool of her own tears, the mascara on her lashes was washed off to her cheek, making Liam panic at the sight of it. "You are even scarier than the story itself" He mocked the lady in front of him, even if she did not care about his taunts. When he noticed she was serious about the whole crying saga, he proceeds to ask. “Why are you crying?” He furrowed in surprise. “I feel so much for him, loosing one’s beloved is so painful” She wiped her tears and sniffed in naively. “Yes! it is indeed the most painful thing ever. Even more painful than death itself” He lowered his head, with his eyes beaming with sadness.

I woke up in tears, small sobs leaving my lips. "Sapphire! She's awake!" I heard Scarlette shout. I sat up, breaking into uncontrollable tears. He didn't tell me much to work with but I felt so sad, more sad than I'd ever felt since Mum's death. I was drowning in a sea of deep sadness and I couldn't think of anything but the deep hole in my chest. I was overwhelmed with great sadness. It felt like I was feeling someone else's pain.

Ibrahim cries and told her mehak I love you so much I know I hurt you many times but it doesn't mean that I didn't care about you.....hearing this mehak started to cry he wipe her tear and said I am sorry for hurting you forgive me she doesn't say anything and hug him immediately he smiles when she hugs him he asked now tell me how you suffer from Miscarriage? I don't know Ibrahim Tai already told you that we both get upset after hearing about my miscarriage

I lash out, not even caring about the pitch of my voice when I lay it all down for him. “Yeah?” I taunt, “You’d like to know why I’m crying? Well maybe it’s because I’ve just had the worst day of my whole entire life! Maybe it’s because I just walked in on the man I’m set to marry in a few months balls deep in my best friend! That good enough for you? Have I made your day with the drab story of how my life is currently fallin apart? Well, you’re welcome. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’d like to go drown my sorrows in peace.”

“Tyler! You broke my leg and made it so I can never step foot in the capital city again! Go to hell!” She hurled the liquid in her hands at Tyler without warning. A piercing scream cut through the room. It was not just water, but it was acid! White smoke hissed from his skin as his back and face burned. He screamed and collapsed to the floor, writhing in agony. “Hahaha! This is what you get for crossing me, Quincy! You’re next! You can’t escape!” Vivian had gone insane. Whatever torment she had endured over the past three days shattered her mind entirely, creating a tragedy that could not be undone.

Broken Open Aria I didn’t cry prettily. I want to be clear about that because I’ve read enough books to know that women in stories cry in ways that are somehow still attractive — single tears, trembling lips, quiet dignity. That is not what happened to me on Caden’s couch at eight thirty in the morning. What happened was ugly and loud and completely without warning, the kind of crying that starts somewhere in your chest before your brain has finished processing what triggered it and arrives on your face as a full collapse before you can decide whether to let it.

Heavy Rain When I closed the door I immediately approached and hugged her. “What happened? Why are you crying?" I feel sorry for her. “Hey, sis. . . Stop crying, you know that it is bad for you to cry too much and feel sorry for your heart. . .” “B-Brii. . . Were over! He is getting married tomorrow. He hid it from me. The pain hurts, Brianna. . . My heart hurts so much. . . I don't want to live anymore. I don't want this. . .”

Sinking to her knees, Sonia unleashed her anguish, her cries echoing in the desolate surroundings. Tears streamed down her face like a rain downpour, each droplet carrying the disappointment and heartbreak of an unrequited love. She allowed herself to revisit the vivid images she had woven in her mind, the life she had imagined sharing with Mateo. The laughter, the love, the moments that would never come to pass.