Smile But Crying Novels & Stories

Eventually, she leaned back against the sofa and wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. Her eyes were swollen—so puffy she genuinely looked like a startled frog. “You’re smiling—are you laughing at me?!” she accused, pouting dramatically. This time, I didn’t even try to hide my laugh. “You really should cry less,” I teased. “You’re such an ugly crier.” Before she could explode, I leaned forward and gently pinched her cheeks. “A gorgeous woman like you looks far better smiling and laughing than crying.” She rolled her eyes, but the corners of her lips betrayed her as they curled upward.

Risa said. “I’d still prefer meat with sauce.” “Trust me, you won’t need sauce.” Her eyes, her smile, and her everything was focused on Adrian. She took out her mobile and took a few selfies quickly. She then noticed that Adrian didn’t smile in those pictures. “Why didn’t you smile?” “I’m not a photo-person,” Adrian said with a straight face. “My smiling face feels fake in the pictures.” “Ah, I can teach you how to smile and look better in the pictures,” Risa said. “Just pronounce the first two letters in my name and stretch the ‘eee’ sound.”

I bit my lip to fight back the smile. Fuck.

she giggles despite the rolling tears from her eyes. ****😉****

I raised up my brows ushering her to give me an answer. When she said nothing, a smile crept up my lips. “I will take your silence as approval. Friends then” I pulled my hand for a handshake. She slowly pulled hers out. We held each other's gaze. “Since we’re okay now, at least smile” I got a glare from her in return. “A sick person doesn't smile” “From which source. From what I know, it helps in recovering. The expression on your face is scary. Like-” “Like a ghost right?”

I’ve been so stupid. “For someone so strong, you sure like to cry a lot.” It’s a smile with humor, that shines back in his eyes, and those dimples make a worthy appearance, melting me a little more. It makes me snort a small chuckle through my tears and I wipe my nose on the back of my hand, lightening my mood with a smile.

Hopefully, I will find my happiness in another way. I can't cry, and I have to keep smiling. I will show all these people the correct path I choose, and they will all be satisfied even though I was devastated. Gosh, I can't be selfish. Yes, don't be selfish. I can only smile bitterly at this fact. In fact, it's more bitter than just bitter melon juice. Or the bitterest medicine you have ever taken.

If this dream makes me happy, I’d rather live in dreams than deal with the reality. Tears ran down my face as I look at him, smiling widely at me. I’m very happy – so much happy that these tears won’t even stop to fall from my eyes. “Hey, don’t cry.” His voice is so soft and comforting. His hand wiped the tears on my face. “I don’t like seeing you cry.” He bit his lip. I tried to smile but it turned out so bad because I was still crying ugly. “I’m sorry. It’s just…”

Her confident stride and enigmatic presence immediately captivated me, igniting a mix of curiosity and intrigue that made me question what layers lay beneath her composed exterior. "Let's get started," she said with a smiling face, but the brightness of her lips couldn't mask the traces of tears that lingered on her cheeks. The tip of her small nose was slightly red, and her eyes shimmered with remnants of sorrow, revealing a vulnerability that contrasted sharply with her cheerful demeanor, suggesting she was fighting to reclaim her composure in that moment. She was crying on the inside, yet she still managed to maintain a smile on the outside, a mask of resilience that betrayed the turmoil

"Look, look, Vivienne. Look, I’m smiling. I'm smiling. I'm happy. I'm really happy." Vivienne could not stand it anymore. She stared at the woman who was neither crying nor laughing. She stared at the smiley face of the woman in front of her with tears streaming down her face. "That’s enough! Don't smile anymore! Don't smile!" Vivienne threw herself at her. "Don't smile anymore. Cry if you're sad." "I’m not sad, I'm happy. I can’t stop being happy. I'm smiling. Can’t you see it? I'm smiling. Why would I be sad? I’m just smiling.”