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My body shook as the weight of it all came crashing down. --- (Aria's POV) I felt frozen, completely trapped in Alexander’s arms. His body trembled against mine, his breaths short and uneven as if he could barely hold himself together. "Alex," I whispered, unsure of what to say, unsure of how to react. Then I felt it—a warm, wet drop hit the skin of my collarbone. Tears. His tears. I stiffened. Alexander Blackwood, the proud heir to the Black Wood Pack, was crying. My mind struggled to comprehend what was happening, struggling to match this broken man with the confident boy I once knew.

I reply with tears strolling down my cheeks. " Artic, please don't cry! I promise we will figure it out soon," He tells me. " You weren't able to find anything out of this one either huh?" Shawn asks, picking up the book about vampires and their mates, flicking through the pages. I go to respond to his question about the book he's holding. When his breathing becomes ragged, clutching the book in his grasp, looking at me then back at the pages, before he drops the book on the floor.

I held his hand because I had seen his eyes well up with tears and he couldn't contain his happiness. When Diane got near us, he hugged her tight! He hugged her like he didn't want to let her go. "I am sorry! I am sorry for what I have done. I'm sorry if I chose a better life over the family we started to build. I am sorry—" "That's enough.. That doesn't matter anymore.. what is important now is that you are back and we can start over again.. the best gift ever that happened to me is that you are back and never leave again.." Matteo said, and I couldn't help but shed a few tears.

" He walked straight to the old VCR in our house like he'd done it a hundred times before and hooked it up to the aging TV. The footage was static and grainy, but the figures were clear enough. It was the day of the mural painting. I'd been crouching on the ground the entire time with my hands nowhere near the ladder. Meanwhile, Megan stood on the ladder. Right before she fell, there was a clear movement with her arm when she tilted the red paint bucket over me before the ladder began to wobble. Then, the footage showed Judd sprinting over to stand by her side, angrily pointing at me. Watching the videotape, Judd looked at my stubborn, solitary figure on the screen, and for some reason, felt

. His face lit up when a knock came on the door, he stood up excitedly believing she was the one. He opened the door, and Nicholas walked in, his excited face dropped to that of disappointment immediately. "What's up man, why are your eyes so teary and red?" Nicholas asked walking to the couch to have his seat. Xander ignored his question and walked to the fridge to get some tequila. "Tequila?" Nicholas asked with shock written over his face. Which made him question if Xander was alright. He stood up from the couch and joined Xander in the dining. "What's going on man, you don't look good to me". "I am alright, I am fine", he replied amidst tears. "You are crying man, and you said

“It’s a depressing incident. Also I don’t know the full details of what actually went down. Plus, we just met. Once we reach to your house and get to know each other better, then I will tell you what happened to my parents and my tongue.” “Okay” We continue to walk again. He wipe away his tears. “So how far are we from your house?” “We’re a minute and a half away.” “Wow, you don’t live far.” “Nah. I like living close to the area. I hate going far away to places. Where do you live?” “I live in Meadowod Apartments.” “They have some pretty nice apartments.” “They’re nice, but I just see it as a regular apartment. Have you lived in a apartment?”

Roger, noticing Margaret's expression falling, leaned close to Tyler and whispered, "Hey, can we leave now? Let's just sign the papers and grab the money." Tyler motioned for him to shut up, then asked Margaret carefully, "Mrs. Fuller, should I go ahead and send this girl to the winery?" Margaret didn't answer him. Instead, she reached down and helped me to my feet. Her hands trembled as she ripped the tape off my mouth. The scab on my swollen, torn lips ripped open again, and blood dripped down, splattering onto her high heels. Tyler's face darkened. He shoved me aside and dropped to the floor to wipe her shoes. "You little tramp! How dare you get Mrs. Fuller's shoes dirty! Get out of the w

“Uhgghh~ Lu- Ahh… Lucas…” “H-mm?” the blond hummed a shaky response, his face stained with tears. “H-help…it hurts… It hurts-s-s s-so bad, Lucas… Luc-cas…” the brunet cried, his tears dropping onto his friend’s outfit. He grabbed Lucas' shirt tighter, causing a portion of it to rip off. Undeterred, he grabbed onto the fabric of his buddy’s pants and even that showed signs of tearing.

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!

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