Novel & Cerita Tears To Shreds

“Because you lost hope of having Scarlett Venice?!? Because you didn’t wait?!? I’ve heard those words over and over, dad!” I combed my hair because even my father is turning against me. Not only that, but I don’t want to get to where our entire family is destroyed. “P-please, listen to daddy…” I shook my head, but tears welled up in my eyes, which I wiped away. “No, dad, I can’t listen yet,” I said, turning away from him. “Scarlett—”

The door creaked open again, and I quickly wiped at my cheeks, smudging away the tears that clung to my skin like betrayal. I didn’t want anyone to see me like that—vulnerable, lost, stripped bare by the weight of everything I couldn’t control. I tried to erase any trace of sadness from my expression, forcing my breath to even out.

Tears streamed down her face, her sobs echoing through the room. “You… you destroyed everything,” she whispered, her voice filled with anguish. “My family, my trust, my very sense of self.” Emma's tear-stained face glistened in the dim light as she listened, her heart heavy with the weight of the revelations unfolding before her. Carrington's words echoed in her mind, intertwining with the shattered remnants of her memories. The truth, both horrifying and compelling, began to take shape.

I was just picking up my spoon when he told me our marriage registration would be delayed again. "Let's do it next time," Ethan said as he put down his cutlery. His tone was as casual as if he were commenting on the pleasant weather. I took a sip of my food, chewed slowly, and swallowed. "Okay." He glanced at me, picked up his fork, and then looked at me again. "You're not angry?" I continued eating, my voice entirely flat. "No, I'm not." Our wedding ceremony had been held six months ago, but this was the seventeenth time he had postponed getting our marriage certificate. He was used to doing this. And I was used to accepting it. I finished my meal bite by bite. He didn't touch his

It hit harder than the first. I couldn't take it anymore. I slipped out of the class and went straight to the library. My chest felt heavy. I slumped into a corner and let it all out. Tears poured freely. I didn’t even care who saw me. “Crying doesn’t suit Queen Olivia of the Most High,” a voice teased from the aisle. It was Davis. Still wiping my face, I said, “Neither does poking into other people’s business suit you.” I stood up. “Are you everywhere?”

Silent. The laughter kept spilling out, shaky, deranged almost, until it broke into a sob. My body folded, my knees pressing into the carpet, my hands fisting into the fabric of my dress. The tears came fast, blinding, hot rivers down my face. I clutched at my stomach as though I could hold myself together, but I was unraveling, piece by piece.

A small slither of happiness wraps around my heart, and yet I still can't stop the tears from falling. "Thank you." He whispers out, like those two words were the hardest thing to ever say in his life. Shock overcomes my body as my head shoots up to look at him, my vision slightly blurry from the tears. We just stare at one another no words between the two of us. As he wipes my tears from my cheeks, Alessandro's palm rises up to cup my cheek, warmth soaking into the skin there. His steely eyes meet my green ones. Time appears to have stopped, leaving only Alessandro and myself.

"A human life." When the tears finally slowed, he rose to his feet and quickly stripped off his clothes, unable to bear the sight of them any longer. They felt like they were suffocating him. He grabbed a pair of scissors from the drawer and began cutting them into shreds, piece by piece, until nothing was left but scraps. He gathered them up, stuffed them into a trash bag, and set it aside.

She pressed a hand to her mouth in an attempt to muffle her sobs, her emotions threatening to consume her. In the quiet solitude of the bathroom, her tears fell like rain. It was as if each tear held the weight of her fears, her regrets, and the overwhelming uncertainty that now hung over her future. She sank to the bathroom floor, her back against the wall, as the reality of her situation crashed down upon her.

The lady exclaimed in pain, "How could you do this to her?!" "Because Long Sheng Jie has its rules." He drew in his brows to stop his emotions from taking over. "This is the price for falling in love with a fallen angel, the price for betraying the entire of your species." He flapped his robe and pointed to the dead man in her embrace. "You've shed too many tears... for a creature like him." Letting out a smirk of pain, she blinked away the tears welling up in her swollen eyes. "So, in the end... it's my tears' curse?"