She Was Crying On My Shoulder Mga Nobela at Kwento

She asks without looking at me. " You're safe with me," I say to her and lock the door. " I know I'm safe with you. " She says. She's definitely thinking something. I need to distract her, " Let's eat. " I saunter ahead and pick the tray up and put it between us. " I'm not hungry. " She says. I put the tray back. I put my hands on both sides of her on the mattress, " Look at me." I ask. Gradually she raises her head. I startle. Her eyes are swollen and red with crying, " Did you cry? " My notch is a bit higher. My anger boils when I see the mark of that rascal's teeth on her shoulder.

I said as I placed her head on my shoulder and she continued crying I felt bad for her, this is the second time am seeing her cry ..........to be continued.........

“Jesus Christ, woman!” She drew back and narrowed her eyes at me. Stifling a laugh, I leaned forward and dropped another kiss on her forehead. She opened her mouth to say something but then, her eyes dropped to my shoulder. She reached forward and lightly brushed off imaginary dust from it. “I think I have stained your shirt,” she mumbled. I looked down at the tear stained mark on my right shoulder and chuckled. “Jeez, you cried this much? You must have loved the feeling of my shoulder a little bit too much.”

She said all of a sudden making me startled. Holding my arm, she placed her head upon my shoulder completely leaving me puzzled. My jaw was already dropped open, all this was unexpected for me. My face heated up as my brain processed over what was happening. I didn't dare to move and let her do whatever she wanted to do with me. She nudged her head against my forearm and moved to her comfort and settled herself. I didn't even dare to breathe in fear that it might hinder her solace. I flinched as a cold wet sensation touched my shoulder, I immediately understood she is crying, but don't know why... Maybe what I said awakened any old pain hidden deep inside her soul.

Holding back tears and staring blankly at nothing. When she got close enough and placed one gentle hand on my shoulder… I broke down into tears.

She covered her face with her hands and broke into quiet, painful sobs. I didn't care about my iced tea anymore. I set my glass down on the wood and shifted closer to her, wrapping my arms tightly around her shaking shoulders. The moment my arms went around her, she leaned into me completely. She buried her face against my shoulder, crying hard, holding onto my shirt like a frightened child.

She was smiling but a tear fell from her right eye. I felt the shivering sensation down my spine just by looking at her. I was right. She's hiding something from me. I removed my seatbelt and hugged her tight. "Just take care of yourself. Hmm?" She hugged me tightly too while I rubbed her back. I felt her nodding while silently crying on my shoulder. "I'm always here for you. I may not understand you now but I will always support you. You're the bravest girl that I know. Come on, stop crying and smile again for me." I grabbed her shoulders and playfully pushed her away from me.

I pulled her into a tight hug, gently caressing her back to soothe her. Solana clung to me tightly, gripping my dress shirt as if her life depended on it. Her painful sobs filled my ears, feeling like sharp daggers piercing my chest. "I'm sorry," I whispered, but she remained silent, her response conveyed through her tears. I let her cry on my shoulder, allowing her to release her pain. After a few minutes, she finally calmed down and broke the embrace. She turned her head to face mine, wiping the tears from her cheeks.

Her shoulders quivered as if the weight of all her grief had come rushing back all at once. My first instinct was to give her space. But I couldn't. Not when I saw her tremble like that. So, I stepped forward. “Ravena.” Her name came out rough. She didn’t look back. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and her voice cracked when she whispered, “I should have been there. I should have died with them.” My chest burned as I quickly reached down and gripped her shoulder. She stiffened at first, then leaned into the touch like she was too tired to fight it. I pulled her up against me, one arm wrapping firmly around her.

She sniffed and wiped the tears away with the back of her hands. As if she thought of something painful,she started to cry more. Fuck! I slowly moved closer to her. “Stop crying.”I cooed,placing my hand on her shoulder. I have no idea what to do at this point. She was crying so sadly and it annoyingly made me feel sad as well. “I’m sorry.”I heard myself saying.”I’m so sorry.”And then,I pulled her into my arms. She buried her face into my chest and sobbed,softly.