Smg4 Crying Novels & Stories

I slowly opened my eyes. Blake was just sitting there, staring at me. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked exhausted and haggard. A storm of pain and regret churned in their depths. Was he hurting for me? My wolf cried out. A sad, stupid reminder of how much I once loved him. I could never forget that night, four years ago. My wrist was a mess of agonizing pain from the wolf-toxin. But everyone else was busy comforting Morgana, the one who “accidentally” spilled the vial and was pretending to have a mental breakdown.

He was the only person in this house who truly loved me. Feeling me tremble, Adam slowly pulled back. His little face filled with worry as he looked at my tear-streaked cheeks. Without saying a word, he gently lifted his small hands and used his thumbs to wipe away my tears, trying his best to make me stop crying. "Big sis... why are you crying?" Adam asked, his voice cracking with sudden worry. "Did someone hurt you? Why are you sad?" "It's nothing, buddy," I choked out, forcing a weak, trembling smile onto my lips as I wiped at my own eyes. "I just... I just missed you so much. That's the only reason I'm crying. I'm just happy to see you."

They hit Erin until he vomited blood, but Scarlett just covered her mouth and shook her head, crying. As Solen Madrid’s staff drew him away from them, Erin smiled at her. “NO, ERIN!!!”

First, second and third shot were gone one after another. "Whoa Magnus, calm down". Ming held his hand. Magnus looked at him with blurry eyes. For the first time, Magnus Prescott was vulnerable, in front of his junior. Someone he didn’t even know that much. Ming was shocked to see the tears that slip passed the warm eyes of his senior. The hot headed tough Head Hazer was crying. He cupped Magnus's face in his palms. Trying to wipe the tears away but it was useless. It was just a little pull and the mighty Magnus shattered in his arms. He was crying out. Ming's shirt was wet in no time. He was just rubbing his back letting it out.

“I’ve missed you so much.” And just like that - everyone’s crying. Gabby’s tearing up. Maria’s openly weeping. Even Gino, the iron old bastard, holds her like he’s trying to keep her from breaking apart, his own eyes glassy with unshed tears. But Sareena’s full-on sobbing, makeup streaking like black war paint down her cheeks.

His blue eyes bore into mine as he asked with a warm tone. I let out an uneven breath and looked at the mug as I gripped it tightly. After some seconds, I release my grip and stared at him with a sad smile. "I'm not gonna lie. It hurts so bad," as I spoke tears flowed from the corners of my eyes but I continued, "I have faith and I know it'll get better. I'll get better, I just need time that's all," I said with determination. I dropped my mug on the table and wiped the stray tears from my face. Why am I suddenly crying?

Maybe they didn't leave you on purpose. The speed of Rihanna's crying increases. Samiha is proud to shut him up .... -- "It's not right. Today is my birthday and you are crying. You're upset, Rihanna?" Rihanna picks up his head. Wipe away the tears. Samima says with a gentle smile .... "Smile." Rihanna gives a smile to forget the mind after a while from silence. Samihao laughs. But Rihanna remembers thousands of questions. Where is the answer?

,she sobs. "Mia look at me, she does and the heartache makes me step closer, I want you to beat the bags and scream your pain out. Scream how much you hurt and how angry you are. Trust me raging out on bags in this gym are better than being alone and crying ",she sniffles and hits the bag it barely moves. "Ouch",she holds her hand.

I saw the curtain shift and a head poking out with a hand to the side of his head. Four saw me. “I was just thinking— I needed to be alone. I'll be there in a minute, please.” He said nothing at first, listening to me breathing shallowly. The air was free outside, it passed through the speakers and into my ears, soothing me for a bit. “Are you… crying?” I wiped my eyes quickly, ”No!” I blurted out quickly. “Something got stuck in my eyes, that's all.” Four scoffed, mocking me.“Yeah, right. Just make sure you're in here before you faint again.” The call went off as he walked back inside and the curtains fell again.

I was shopping for a crib when Xavier Davis came home with a three-year-old boy. One look at the child was enough to make me pause. He had the exact same eyes as Xavier's first love. "She just moved back and isn't in a position to take care of him," Xavier told me. "He'll be living with us from now on." There was no room for discussion in his tone. The decision had already been made. Then his gaze dropped to the slight curve of my stomach. "As for yours… Terminate the pregnancy. He's sensitive. A new baby would be too much for him right now." My fingers tightened around the ultrasound printout in my hand. For a long moment, I said nothing. Then I gave him the answer he expected