Unscramble Sadness Novels & Stories

he said, trying to make her stop crying, but it made Purple cry even harder. "I was so.... so scared and w-worried about you. You are very bad.... " she cried, " I hate you, Vance! I hate you. How could you do this to me . How can you get injured "she cried even more. "Love, I'm sorry... I would never do this again. I am sorry. Please don't cry... " Vance said, trying to move her so that he could wipe her tears, but she didn't budge. She hugged him even more tightly. It hurt on his left side and almost made him wince in pain, but he pressed his lips, making sure that no sound could escape from his lips.

She paused. Inhaling a soft breath, Crystal nodded. "Yes, sometimes literally the death of our heart occurs, but it's for a limited time. Our hearts don't stop beating even for a second. If it stopped beating, we'll be expired. When people feel sad, they'll be immersed in the word 'sad.' If we want to overcome it, all we have to do is to forget the words which make us sad, which makes us think."

he began carefully, “I’m very sorry to tell you this, but… You lost your baby.” For a second, I thought I’d misheard him. My heart stopped. “What?” I said, voice barely above a whisper. He met my eyes, his tone steady but full of sympathy. “You had a miscarriage, ma’am.” The world fell silent. I just stared at him, the words echoing in my head, repeating over and over until they stopped meaning anything. You lost your baby. My baby. My sweet, tiny, innocent baby. I didn’t even realize I was shaking until Sam reached for my hand. I jerked away instinctively, unable to breathe. My heart pounded so hard it hurt.

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"No matter how much we try to erase the emotional sadness from our feelings, it's becomes the most painful expression in our heart. It's always by us even if we try to be happy or smile for the day. Sadness always has the first role in our heart from the birth." On the Next day, in the same town, the car driver into the public square. Parking the first half inside a dark passage, the backwards on the open side, both the couples got to work.

(sukoon pov) As I step into the room, a heavy sadness descends upon me like a suffocating blanket. The air feels thick and stagnant, as if it holds the weight of unshed tears and lingering despair. The once vibrant colours of the surroundings have faded, drained of their life and vitality. Shadows dance in the dimly lit space, casting elongated figures that mirror the desolation within.

my mind said. But it can happen ..I mean I somehow feel it...my heart said. I don't know why but suddenly a sadness engulfed me as soon as I understood the reality that he doesn't like me. I know it's silly but still I can't help but be sad. Suddenly the ringing of my phone broke our trance and we distanced ourselves awkwardly. "You ...you get ready, I am going to the kitchen. " I said. He nodded and walked away. I picked up the phone to see it's company.

L I E F D E S V E R D R I E T (Dutch) (n.) the sadness, depression, or pain one feels about a love unanswered or love that is gone. As the sun left the horizon and the moon and the stars stole its rightful place, Eunae found herself still crouched in the corner of the dark hotel room without any food in her stomach nor any blink of sleep. Her mind continued to race with the miserable events that took place in her life, her heart falling into irreparable pieces remembering the news she received earlier on that stabbed her like a knife, and her throat closing in with the lump of breath caught up within.

🍁🍁🍁🍁 Sadness isn't fun, but it is comfortable. 🍁 Happiness is fleeting and unstable 🍁🍁🍁🍁 DAVID'S POV Crystal has been in a coma for days now. I don’t know how long it’ll take for her to wake up, but every second feels like a year. Watching her lie there, unmoving, with machines doing what her body can’t, gnaws at my sanity.

”Never! Even Kyran was taken aback by how quickly her answer sprung. For a long time, he typed nothing. The silence brewed a quiet sense of unease in her. “W-What’s wrong?” He gave a soft laugh. “Nothing. I was just thinking. If you are that sure of your answer, then what else is troubling you?” Sadness. Somehow, something about his word choice implied sadness. Deirdre did not notice it until she mulled his reply over.