Too Many Tears 소설 & 이야기

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.

I closed my eyes as tears rolled down my cheeks. ‘One ravage was not enough that the second came too? ‘

he whispers, gently rubbing my back. I shake my head. “Laurel, there is a sacredness in tears, they are not a mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than a thousand prayer recitals. Your tears, they are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.” He pulls back and brushes away the wet strands of hair that are now plastered on my face. “You can cry.” And I do. The dam that had held my tears, grief, bitterness and anger in check finally burst and I let out an ear-piercing scream; a scream that curses at the Moon Goddess for taking away the man I love, for being so relentlessly cruel and unfair.

Tears streamed down her face as she grappled with the impossible choices before her. Alone in the kitchen, Marianne's sobs echoed in the silent room. The emotional turmoil she had been suppressing finally broke free, and the floodgates of her tears opened wide. She clutched the edge of the table, her knuckles turning white as the weight of her predicament bore down on her. Each tear that escaped her eyes carried the weight of her mother's safety, the weight of the secrets she couldn't share with Felix. The realization that she was trapped in a web of manipulation and deceit left her feeling helpless and isolated.

And also, I'm not a rock to not feel pain. When he finally closed the door, that was the time I let my tears flow like an endless river. I know that crying isn't good for me, but I'll just let myself for now. I don't know how to alleviate this pain anymore. This is the only way I could think of. It hurts. A lot.

I can't help the tears in my eyes again. How is it?

My brother and I have a hunting accident. Artemis's curse strikes me.It incinerates my heart from the inside—I need an healing ritual. But my mother, the high priestess of Artemis's temple, summons every available healer… to my brother's chamber. He only has a few scratches, yet she orders a full ritual examination for him while I lie there hollow on the sacrificial stone. I beg her to help me, but she snaps, visibly annoyed, "Can't you stop vying for my attention for once? Your brother almost damaged a sacred bone!" In the end, I die on the altar. But after the news of my death spreads, my mother, who has always despised me, completely loses her mind.

“How could she be dead? It was just medicine texts. Aithne went through them loads of times and nothing ever happened…” But I wouldn’t answer him anymore. Once upon a time, I would have wiped away his tears. But now, I could no longer touch them. And I didn’t want to, either. His tears had come far too late. Several elders flew over in no time. By then, Parents were crying so hard that they couldn't breathe properly—Mother had even fainted. The head priestess saw the scene and her face twisted with shock and blazing fury. Only Aithne stood to the side, fists clenched, her expression truly terrifying.

Tears streamed from my eyes, hot and unrelenting. Roman pulled me close to her body and hugged me tight. "It's okay, it's okay. I'm here. I won't hurt you," she spoke soothingly into my ear. I melted in her her arms and let my tears run their course. I'd never let myself cry the way I did in her arms. It was messy and covered in snot, trying to make myself stop but I couldn't. Years of pent up rage and grief overwhelmed me and all my tears could've filled a bath tub.