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I heard Andrew saying, and then I raised up my head to looke at him while I battled my eye lashes, and then cleaned back my tears with the handkerchief. "What do you mean by that?" Tears under the microscope—what does it have to do with me crying? He then brought out his phone from this phone stand and showed me a video from it. It showed me what the tears looked like under the microscope. "Can you see how beautiful it is?" He questioned me. I watched the tears as they kept on growing right under the microscope. "I don't know what happened to you, but you don't have the cry it it ain't worth your tears." He told me, and returned my phone back to me. I wasn't in support in what he said though

“I’ll be home soon. I’ll transfer the money to you first.” The call ended, and the livestream continued. “My sugar mommy just sent me another million, told me to buy the latest watch. “She has no sense of money. This watch is worth at most two hundred thousand… So annoying, now there’s another eight hundred thousand extra. I’ll just give it all to you guys.” Huge cash giveaways came one after another. I felt numb, tapping to claim them one after another. My balance went from five hundred to two thousand five hundred, then three thousand, then four thousand.

Her eyes swelled with tears that could no longer be contained, spilling over before she could even attempt to stop them. She pressed her hand gently against his arm, careful not to disturb the IV lines, and leaned close. "We don't have the money," she whispered between sobs, wiping helplessly at the tears streaming down her face. "But I'll find a way. I promise."

I was sadden when I saw dad struggling to find money so he could pay the damage till this year. I feel the table moved and rustling cellophane beside my elbow. I quickly wiped off the tears ricocheted. I sighed deeply and noticed the guy’s shadow in front of me. After I made sure that my face are not obviously shedding tears anymore. I lifted my head and look directly to the guy leaving. He didn’t say any words but only his bought food with a note says, ‘my offer of apology.’

I am taller than him, he tiptoed and kissed me on the lips, his eyes were half-closed while mine are wide open, I saw his tears flow down from his cheek, I used my thumb to wipe it. "I cried so many times already, if I can calculate the tears I have shed, I think I might be able to full a pool. But right now, I'm am crying because of happiness, now I believe that some tears are sad and some are wonderful, these tears are the proof that people cry when they are happy. Tears of happiness," He continued. I just smiled. He is an amazing person. " I promise that from now on, you will only cry when you are happy, I will never let you cry due to sadness. This eyes doesn't deserve to shed sad tears,

he scoffed and flashed a sardonic smile. "Ok." I whispered, trying to push in the tears that wanted to descend so badly from the base of my eyes. Things are just getting worse and only money is God now. ************************************

Slowly, the smile faded away and the tears gradually increased. What started as silent tears, just flowing and staring at the face of a young and handsome billionaire on Linkedin turned to an ocean of tears that pinned this beautiful girl on the floor bawling her eyes out “I forgive you Bryan, I forgive you, I let it all go” She cried deeply, her body vibrating against the floor, her sobs racking against her chest and mucus flowing from her nose, but she didn’t even mind. She got up again and looked at the picture. It was blurry, blurry from to much tears. She took an handkerchief and cleaned her eyes, she took a deep breathe and looked at her big belly and held it, so much passion in her ey

I would have my house to myself so I can cry as much as I want and tomorrow I will be fine and go to work. When the cab stopped in front of my building, I climbed down and fetched his money from my pause and handed it to him, he looked at the money in my hand and then at my tear filled face and smiled, “don’t worry, use it and get a drink or something, you need it more than I do tonight. Just let it out tonight and be good tomorrow,” he winked at me and smiled.

Before I know it I feel the tears streaming down my face, I didn’t have time to hold them in because there wasn’t even a warning, they just started rolling down my face like a rain that doesn’t end. I turn around quickly shoving past him, and ripping the wig off of my head, and taking the contacts out throwing them in the trash can. “What are you doing?” he asks me. “I’m getting out of this dress,” I tell him reaching frantically for the zipper in the back of my dress. I get frustrated and start to rip the dress from the bottom but I’m not strong enough to completely tear the expensive fabric all the way up, so I start to cry harder, trying to rip the dress but it doesn’t budge. I pull and

He muttered and wiping his tears, I smiled and took steps closer to him, I caress his face, and wipe his tears with my thumb, and slowly I pulled him into my arms, “Who said men don't cry? Crying is not a sign of weakness, it's actually a sign of how strong that we are, you can cry on my shoulder as much as you want, I promise to wipe your tears” I said to him patting his back, he hugged me back so tightly and broke into tears, I've never seen Nile cry this much, we spent minutes standing in that same position hugging each other When he finally pulled away, he turned away from me