Sans Crying Novels & Stories

I say immediately earning a glare from Enrique. Sage glances up at Enrique but he looks away from her. I watch Sage with glassy eyes as she sits beside Sabrina, wiping her tears. " It's okay, Sabby. Please don't cry," she whispers, wiping Sabrina's tears. This is what we were talking about, Sabrina. " Don't cry, Sabby. I'm here for you." Sage says, kissing Sabrina's cheeks. " If you keep on crying then I'll also cry." Sage's bottom lip trembles as she also begins sobbing with Sabrina.

“More than once. Vomit he didn’t care. If I puked at something he did, it was fine because sometimes he got carried away and forgot I was there. Two of his guards would try to stand between me and whatever scene was happening.” “You said vomit he didn’t care but what did he care about?” “Crying. I wasn’t allowed to cry. If I cried it was weak. Why should I cry over a scheming person I’ve never met?” “Crying is an overrated reaction. It is useless really. Personally, I’d rather hear a woman screaming at the top of her lungs than crying pitifully at me.” “I prefer not to cry as well, mostly though, I prefer not needing to.”

Nancy chuckled and said, “You might say that.” “Do you need to cry?” Noah gave her a concerned look and said, “We are alone. You can cry if you want to.” “Why should I cry?” Nancy shook her head and said, “I’m not sad at all. Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. “If you want to cry….” Nancy laughed and said, “Give it a rest already. You are starting to sound like a broken record!” ****

And my tears — the ones I’d been holding like a dam — spill freely, running warm down my face in silence. I don’t sob. I don’t scream. But the grief is there. —*

My knees were scraped and bleeding beneath the expensive ivory coat. “Great, just great,” I muttered, limping toward the door. “You better not leave a scar.” I followed him into the silent mansion. Then tears started getting to my eyes. “No.. This is nothing compared to the past” I will not cry.

Mу tears аrе thе ѕnоttу type of сrуіng that lеаvеѕ уоur face red аnd уоur еуеѕ swollen. Sо much fоr сrуіng those lady-like, gеntlе tеаrѕ. I’vе nеvеr been grасеful іn mу grief. Anger аnd snot; thаt’ѕ mу ѕtуlе nоnе of those dеlісаtе еxрrеѕѕіоnѕ оf аnguіѕh. I juѕt соllарѕе аnd I саn’t ѕtор іt frоm hарреnіng аgаіn nоw. “Carrie, it’s оk. Juѕt hold оn, I’ll be there soon.”

She cried there again silently. And Xander could only curse at himself for causing her to cry silently, again. 🔸🔸🔸

Never Again 🌷 “When someone is crying, of course, the noble thing to do is to comfort them. But if someone is trying to hide their tears, it may also be noble to pretend you do not notice them.” -Lemony Snicket ~•~ •E V E L Y N•

Grace's pov: At the end of it I was shaking badly. I don't know what's happening I'm trying but not able to control myself. Joshua left my hands and shook my shoulders "Hey hey hey Grace what's happening?" he asked in concern. But I'm not able to reply anything. It's seeming like I can't breathe and suffocating in this room. My breathing turned more heavy. Joshua was saying something but now I'm not getting it what is he saying.

“I’m so full, oh GOD, I can’t, it’s too, OH—” “You can.” Craig holds my face. Thumbs wiping the tears streaming down my cheeks. “Our good girl can take everything. Breathe.”