Novel & Cerita So Many Tears I Cried

Oh no. Huge tear drops start staining my pillow.... and any energy I had this morning is gone. I cannot get myself to get out of bed..... I cannot stop crying. How can I do this........

Framed for something so vile? I tried wiping the tears from my eyes, but they wouldn’t stop. They kept coming. “I didn’t stab her,” I whispered again, voice barely audible. “I didn’t…” My sobs quieted to small hiccups, the sound echoing softly. Minutes passed—or hours, I couldn’t tell. The tears slowed eventually, leaving me empty and hollow. My face hurt, swollen and tender, my throat raw from crying. Then, out of nowhere, a voice broke the silence.

All this guilt and pain and torture that is building up every single time I spend time with you. I'm trying really hard to stop my tears from falling by biting my inner cheeks. I'm trying my best not to cry because that would be embarrassing. I don’t want him or anyone else to think that I am getting sympathy from him for being a single mother. But suddenly I feel my tears falling. No. Don't fall. Stop. Don't cry. Damn tears! "Hey." Hugo coos and thumbs my tears away. I pull myself away from him and wiped my own tears with the back of my hand. "Shit I'm sorry." I keep wiping my tears as I lowered my head. "You shouldn't be seeing me like this. Sorry."

I took a few moments to ensure I was truly alone before the floodgates opened. Heart-wrenching sobs consumed me as I sank to the floor, unable to hold myself together any longer. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably, as if they were an endless river. Every painful moment, from my fight with Lucian to the overwhelming emotions I felt now, played on repeat in my mind like a broken record. My chest felt like it would burst from the weight of it all. I cried for what felt like hours, losing track of time in the midst of my anguish. The tears kept flowing, my eyes damp and swollen as I released the pain etched deep within my heart.

I stated; my voice had lost its usual vibrant edge. Luca jerked back lightly before leaning in again. I recounted everything—excluding the blackmail; I just couldn’t bring myself to tell him. Another wave of tears poured down my eyes. “I’m so sorry, my tears won’t just... I mean. I shouldn’t,” I apologized, unable to find the right words. “My emotions are just everywhere, and I can’t stop crying.” My pains had me at a chokehold. "Oh, stop coming out, you stupid tears,” I muttered, appealing with my tears to stop spilling out, but it was as though they had a mind of their own as they kept sprinting down my cheeks.

on the screen, and tears suddenly fell uncontrollably. ***

Replaced by a wave of sorrow that I couldn't keep in any longer. A single tear slid down my cheek. The first time I have cried in so long I could no longer remember the reason. "Jessebelle. I need help."

The tears spilled over, streaming down my face like a river of pain. And then he said it. "You don't need to cry, I'm not worth it." The words were a slap, a harsh reminder of my own vulnerability. I felt like I'd been stripped bare, my emotions laid out for him to dissect and discard. I looked at my hands, and the tears flowed harder, my body shaking with sobs. I couldn't hold it in anymore. The pain was too much, the hurt too real. I cried, my heart breaking into a million pieces.

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.

"I'm so sorry." The tears finally came. Every drop I had held on to since this whole drama started, flooded down my face.