Novel & Cerita You Are My Glory

"Just pick it up on your knees. Is that too much for you?" "I can do it," I murmured, clenching my fists and pushing the humiliation aside. I was nearly dead. Pride meant nothing. I sank to my knees. "Michele, your hand!" someone shouted. My heart missed a beat. He had crushed the glass with his bare hand, and blood poured from his palm. The disappointment in his eyes stabbed straight into my chest. "Get out!" he growled. I bent down, picked up the card, and turned to leave.

By my side, I’ll swallow all of my pride Your love is so sweet, it knocks me right off my feet Yeah, yeah Can’t explain why your lovin' makes me so weak

“I can’t help but feel guilty that he has to go through so much pain for my sake.” Glory patted my hand. “Don’t be like that. It is safe to say this journey was fated. It had nothing to do with you.” I wiped at the tears and held her gaze. “Do you think he will survive this?” “If he is anything close to what you have described, believe that he would fight his way back to you.” I nodded my head hopefully. “Thank you, nurse Glory. I must admit, I am taken aback by your kindness. I wasn’t exactly nice to you the first time we met.”

As I listened to the busy tone on the other end, my chest felt like it was being gripped by an invisible hand, making it hard to breathe. But Yves, I no longer had a future… I leaned against the wall, struggling to stand before inching my way downstairs step by step. In the living room, my family surrounded Rebecca as if she were the center of the universe. She wore an expensive, exquisite couture dress, and her makeup was flawless. She looked as proud as a peacock while receiving everyone's praise. No one noticed me, because they didn't even look my way. I was like an outsider, unable to blend in with their celebration.

I, on the other hand, would walk toward the light and live life like I wanted. I rolled down the window, and winds came flowing in with the scent of flora. They also took away the last strand of Jackie's stench. That was the best ending ever.

Though the lost Prince hasn't arrived yet he is not out of the competition. Just as the Mc has made that announcement the stadium felt completely silent. I just jumped at the back of father and flew in a vertical position to go higher and descended into the platform. I said let the angels help me to sing this song. I started this with my favorite hymns composed by our forefathers. Blessed assurance the lord is mine Oh, what a for the state of glory divine. ……

Killing Glory would be just another shadow I would have to carry, another weight that would suffocate any chance of redemption. I turned my gaze to Glory, who was now crying openly, tears streaming down her pale face. She was stammering something, an apology, a plea, but I couldn't hear it anymore. I could only see the void she had left, the devastation that I was unwilling to allow spreading any further. "You don't deserve my mercy," I said, voice icy. "And he doesn't deserve anyone's love." My hand began to slowly lower, and the tension left my body in a painful sigh. Glory fell to her knees, her tears falling to the floor.

Milo's POV '¿Viva La Gloria?' Played as I awoke within the void once more, this place never got any more admirable, but the cold was all I knew at this point and as such, I learned to call it home. I started singing the lyrics to the tune and let the words wash over me, reminding me of how I had gotten here, Glory was out there waiting for me and this cold would never stop me no matter how debilitating.

I whirled around to see Natalia entering, flanked by two staff members carrying an enormous bouquet of yellow roses, each bloom like sunlight. “For you, Madam,” she said, her tone calm but precise. I already had a sense of who they were from. Plus, I had not told Vincent of my love for Yellow roses. Attached was a folded card that Natalie handed to me as the other staff made their way out, shutting the door quietly behind them. "For the woman who holds the world in her hands, Whose laughter turns stone to sand. No gold, no jewel, no distant star, Could match the light of who you are."

"You weren't coming to me, so I had to come to you. This is a love letter for you, Ri. I've come to you as you encouraged me to do." I widened my eyes in disbelief.