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She turned to look at Jaguar, who was smiling as he drove. “I’m sure your friend is having difficulties right now.” “W-what? W-what did you do…?” The young man grinned. “All I’m doing is turning off the CCTV on everything we pass by; don’t worry, I’ll turn it back on.” Scarlett widened her eyes and yelled, “Oh, sh*t! You asshole.” *** “DAMN! What happened? Why did all the CCTVs lose signal?!?” Claire exclaimed, trying to restore the system but being blocked, and if she tried again, the virus would infect her laptop.

I said, tearing up. “Oh, come on. Don’t cry, Lyrica, or you’ll make me cry too,” Krisha said, wiping her eyes. “Just don’t forget us, okay?” Mildred said as she hugged me. “How could I forget you guys when I owe you money?” I joked, making Wren and Marco burst out laughing.

Her voice, once sharp and panicked, dissolved into a soft pleading tone, “Honey, you completely misunderstood me. I was just terrified for us, my love. The thought of seeing you stripped of the status you worked so hard for broke my heart for a second. I don't care about the money for myself, but I want you to have the world. I can’t bear the thought of those company shares going to your half-brother, Elias. Darling, don't be angry with me for being a frightened girl for one minute. Please believe me, I love you with all my heart. I will…….”

"Tristan, how could you say such a thing? Even if Elly wants you to help and take the blame for this, she won't let you do it for nothing. "Jeff has said that he'll give you 300 thousand dollars if you help him take the blame for this. With your current abilities, it'll take you at least four years to earn that amount! You're not making a loss at all." I wanted to laugh even more. From what I knew of Jeffrey, he was addicted to Internet gambling and often went hungry as a result. He probably couldn't even come up with three thousand, let alone 300 thousand. I knew without a doubt that Elise and Callista would be coming up with the money. The consequences of what they were asking were far mor

Gina asked, shocked to see her crying obviously and as she scooted closer to Madison, placing one arm over her shoulder, she said again, "Why are you crying? Is something wrong?" Madison laughed through her tears, shaking her head as she waved her hand, “I can’t even explain how I’m feeling Gina. Everything is fine though, it’s just that... I'm just s-so happy, you know? These liquid streaming down my face are tears of joy.” She laughed again. "Awwwww, I understand… Come here.” Gina cooed slightly, patting Madison's back as she helped her wipe her tears away, "Cheer up, okay?"

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.

The words come out and a single tear drops from my eye, rolling down my cheek. ##########

Tears appear at the base of my eyes, I don’t want her to be mad at me. “I’m sorry, please don’t be mad at me. if you want I’ll pay you for the dress I ruined, Just tell me the price. Even though I can’t pay you all the money at a time, I’ll pay in installments. You can cut it from my salary. I’m sorry please” I start to cry again. I don’t know how many times I have cried Infront of Riya today. What will she think of me, why am I like this? Shame on me. I curse at myself for my stupidity.

I reached out and brushed my hand across her cheek, wiping away the tear clinging there. “What are you doing?” she asked, her voice high with panic. She blinked at me, a little stunned. “I’m not crying anymore, I swear,” she added with a sniffle trying to sound brave. I tightened my grip on her shoulder. “Tears of grief!” I shouted. The moment I named it, the tear shimmered with power. The pain she had felt, the heartbreak, the fear of losing me it transformed into a luminous barrier of water between us and the dark flames.

he said, sounding annoyed "You know I detest crying." Suddenly he took out a black card from his pocket and placed it in her hands, halting her crocodile tears and dramatic sniffles. “Take it, clean up and buy yourself something nice. I'll deal with this.” He said. Her cries instantly lowered. She looked at him with those fake teary eyes.