Novel & Cerita Sorrows Sorrows Prayers

And suddenly I feel it Not hunger. Not rage. Sorrow Infinite sorrow. The Hollow trembles violently. And for the first time in eternity The Devourer begins to cry too

Tasting my own salty tears, I made no effort to stop crying. Command me to be well Amen, Amen, Amen.... Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies; I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death; Good God, let me give you my life... - Hozier ******************** Chapter One:

Please tell me. I cried, demanding an answer from God. Where did I go wrong in life? Can you just give her back to me? Please... I hugged my knees close and tried to muffle my hiccups. Please, give her back. Please... I couldn't even cry aloud. Everything seemed to fall apart. My entire world was crumbling. Please, help me, God... I rubbed my chest. It hurts so bad. All the suppressed sorrows. I am a human, I have limitations to accept hardship.

Chapter 4 Lovie’s POV “Oh fuck Daddy please don’t stop I need more right now I feel like I am losing my mind,” I gasped out loud, my voice cracking and desperate as my legs trembled so badly from the aftershocks that I nearly collapsed straight back into the pool water. Marcus caught me right away, those big strong arms wrapping tight around my waist and pulling my wet slippery body flush against his chest while he let out this low amused chuckle that rumbled deep through him and straight into my skin.

He had dragged his injured body and knelt right at our gates to plead for our forgiveness while begging my parents to let him see me. Unfortunately, my parents ignored him. In fact, they ordered our staff to douse him with water, trying to get him to back off. Alas, that didn't deter him. Instead, he shouted, "Willow, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have used that life debt as an excuse to keep in contact with Faith. "I really do love you. We've been together for four years, Willow. Can you really bear to part with me?" Alder clicked his tongue and mocked, "So he's aware that you two have dated for four years, then?"

I was so filled with self-loathing that the physical pain was almost a relief. Emily, seeing the effect of her words, softened a little. She knelt again, her face a mix of regret and sorrow. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, her voice laced with pain. “I didn’t mean it like that. I just… I can’t stand to see you like this.”

I found a quiet spot by the water's edge and sank down, my fingers skimming the surface, creating ripples that mirrored the turbulence within me. Closing my eyes, I let the prayers flow from my heart, seeking solace and strength from the divine. I poured out my fears, my hopes, and my deepest desires, hoping that somewhere in the vastness of the universe, my pleas would be heard. I prayed for Silver's recovery, for her baby's health, and for the strength to endure the trials that lay ahead.

Of course, he wouldn’t know the meaning of freedom. “You won’t understand.” “Then make me understand.” Grace gulped. Fingers stilled over the table. Heart squeezed and breath hitched. Then make me understand. His words constantly ringing in her head. His words confined her in a pained caged. Hating the way his words made her feel. When she couldn’t take it anymore, she averted her gaze. “Some scars are meant to be hidden.” Her voice made it difficult. To breathe, to look, to feel. Orion felt him exposing himself to her truth. Just for a moment as she looked away. And blinked.

"Sorry means you leave yourself open, to embrace or to ridicule or to revenge. Sorry is a question that begs forgiveness, because the metronome of a good heart won’t settle until things are set right and true. Sorry doesn’t take things back, but it pushes things forward. It bridges the gap. Sorry is a sacrament. It’s an offering. A gift." ~Craig Silvey A painful feeling sets in my chest and my voice only comes out a little to ask, "You're leaving?"

"I wish I could forget. Those memories are simply too painful for me, yet every scar reminds me that I can't." Karina was about to continue, but Nicholas couldn't bear to listen any longer. His Adam's apple bobbed as everything he had planned to say before coming was swallowed back down by the weight of each scar. What else could he say? All the words he had prepared now boiled down to just one sentence. "I'm sorry. I didn't know. I truly didn't know. I was deceived too." Karina felt even more disappointed. "You keep saying you've repented, but you still don't understand where you went wrong. Rowena is indeed despicable, but none of you are innocent either."