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Her tear gland must have dried out. No more tears came for she had been crying for long. She had blown her nose over and over that it was beginning to get sore. She was torturing herself searching for answers she would never find. How would she move on from here? Her life would be totally screwed up without him. She would be wretched. He was the only reason she breathe. In Tesot, she had found the greatest satisfaction of her life. She had found a man of her dreams, perfect in every sense, meeting every bit of component of an ideal husband of her childhood fantasies. She had found love much more fulfilling than anything.

More tears began to roll out of my eyes, and I started sobbing again. Xylo’s POV She started crying out of the blue. I noticed that it was one of her hobbies these days. She needed to find another hobby and stop doing that…or else, I might be coming around instantly to wipe those tears of hers. She looked so determined but too fragile. I wondered what was making her that fragile. I tapped her back, controlling myself from wiping those damn tears. I just wanted those tears to end as it oddly made my heart heavy. I clenched my jaw and closed my fist at my side when she cried even more. Fvck!

Silence takes over us once more. A familiar cry reaches my ear from the opposite side of the park, Matteo laying on the ground with his knee in his hands. I stand up, wide-eyed, and tell Lucas and Abbey I'll call them back. I rush up to Matteo and kneel alongside him, brushing away a few tears that have flowed down his cheeks. Looking down at his knee, I notice a small amount of blood leaking from beneath his light blue pants, which causes me to get slightly concerned. Rolling up his jeans as much as I could to expose his knee, I look at the graze, a small amount of blood running down his knee. Taking out a packet of tissues in my pocket, I press it against his knee to try and stop the bleed

Just gone. I feel Xander’s arm go around me, comforting me, but I need to comfort them. I reach out, taking Tate’s hand, pulling him to my side and putting my arm around him. Xander opens his other arm to Meadow and she walks up to him, tucking herself against his side as the tears start to fall. Somehow, Xander pulls all of us in, holding us together as a family, as if we are his family. He holds us as Meadow and I cry and he grips Tate’s shoulder as he fights his own tears.

Delilah called his number again. As the automated voice continued playing, she slowly walked through the little home they had built together. Then something caught her eye. It was a faint glint of light inside the trash can. She crossed the room in a few quick steps and pulled out a shattered picture frame. After retrieving the first one, she discovered countless others inside. Every photograph Cedric had once treasured had been cut apart. In each picture, the person missing was the man standing in the middle—himself. Cedric had removed his own image from every photo, leaving only tiny fragments of paper linking Delilah and Marcel together. It was as though he no longer wanted to exist betwe

Just gone. I feel Xander’s arm go around me, comforting me, but I need to comfort them. I reach out, taking Tate’s hand, pulling him to my side and putting my arm around him. Xander opens his other arm to Meadow and she walks up to him, tucking herself against his side as the tears start to fall. Somehow, Xander pulls all of us in, holding us together as a family, as if we are his family. He holds us as Meadow and I cry and he grips Tate’s shoulder as he fights his own tears.

- she added and put the cup on the table as had to pull a cloth handkerchief from her sweater pocket to wipe away the tears that started to run down her sunken cheeks. - Madam Lee, I understand you feel guilty.- Soo Min said, trying to show as much empathy as possible. She wished that Hyun Woo was with her at the moment.- Yes, you could take him to a psychologist right away, and perhaps you would have prevented all of this from happening, but you had no way of predicting that it would develop so much in his head. Besides, it is uncertain whether doing anything would prevent his transformation into "Cherry Blossom Reaper". So please, don't be so hard on yourself.- she added, then got up from

Since the burden of providing for my family passed to my shoulders, I didn't cry again no matter how hurt I was or suffering. I always keep in mind that tears can only give satisfaction to people who always mean to make you suffer. Just exactly like this. I am just garbage in his eyes, and I will forever be garbage for him. My tears will only please his uncompassionate heart, and I think he doesn't deserve it. "Very well. You can stay. But, on one condition." I find something off with his words. I gulp from that realization but choose to remain silent. He brings his face closer to me, in which I notice again that same lust sparkling in his eyes the first time we met as he stares into mine. "

"Tristan, can you give me another chance? I made a mistake. I really did! "I really don't want to lose you because of that jerk. If you give me another chance, I promise I'll make it up to you in the future." I sighed and looked at her. "There are some things that can never return to the way they were. If a simple apology could solve the problem, there wouldn't be so many tragedies in the world." I closed the door without hesitation. No matter how much Callista banged on it, I did not open it again. After half an hour, the sound of Callista's voice outside finally died down, and I received a message from her, saying, "I'll make it up to you for what happened with Jeffrey!"

You are the one who instills hope in me. You can't treat me like this. Viola Turner's grip on Ada Wood is slipping as she goes towards Adair. She approached carefully towards Ada Wood, looking at him, and dodged before grabbing him. Ada Wood's tears are out of control. It falls on the floor, one drop after another, like a river breaking the dam. "Please, Miss Wood, be respectful of yourself," Adaire spoke in a frigid tone from behind her ring, then took Xenia Miller's hand in hers and turned around, her head not returning to go.