"Behind My Tears" combines a heartfelt whisper and a symphony of hidden emotions. A story is hidden in the shadowy recesses of my mind, where memories are entangled with shadows, and it is weaved from the fine threads of melancholy. There are tears mixed in with the smile I wear so beautifully and the laughter that graces my lips. They are the smooth, unsaid words and the rhythm of a heart's silent song. The light of my regrets is refracted by each tear, a transparent bead of emotion, coloring my life in shades of bittersweet. The stars in the depths of my eyes, where galaxies of emotions collide, are not actual celestial bodies but rather the shattered pieces of dreams. With the grace of a frail hope that once burned, they glisten.
Elara was a soul that resided in a realm that was enveloped in the twilight, where the stars whispered secrets to the moon and the breeze carried the perfume of long-forgotten memories. Her dark, mysterious eyes held untold tales, the echoes of which could be heard in the tremor in her laughter and the shadows of her smiles. She wore layers of fragility and strength to hide her emotions and moved through life with an air of mystery.
She felt peacefully embraced by the town of Lumina, whose cobblestone alleys wound through emerald meadows and beneath weeping willows. The goodwill of its residents, whose lives were linked into a tapestry of shared pleasures and tragedies, was Lumina's lifeblood. Elara, however, took a different route, moving away from the constellation like a lone star.
Elara was guided to the Whispering Lake's shore one evening by her steps under a sky that was painted in purple and gold tones. Its serene waters, a pool of liquid dreams that attentively listened to the murmurs of those who dared to reveal their emotions, mirrored the sky. Her heart unburdened itself to the attentive waters as she sat there with her fingertips tracing the water's surface and tears blending with the ripples.
Behind my tears lay stories of yore, she mumbled to the breeze, "of hopes treasured and love lost, of wars won and scars buried. The echoes of these stories dance among the sparkling currents, reflecting the woman I've developed into.
Aeden, a painter renowned for capturing the soul of Lumina on canvas, heard her words as they were borne by the wind. His eyes lit up with curiosity like newly born stars. He stood back and watched Elara, his heart enraptured by the symphony of feelings that adorned her aura.
She thought he was the villain. He was only trying to save his soul. Rena lives in a world of sunshine, sweets, and simple dreams. Until one reckless decision drops her into a dark realm of secrets, curses and werewolves. Kidnapped, heartbroken. She doesn't know who to trust anymore especially not Logan, the arrogant, cruel Alpha who's keeping her as a hostage. Until she discovers his dark secret. He's been hearing her thoughts all along. Now the walls between them are crumbling. And when feelings grow where hatred once lived, a curse demands that blood becomes a love that demands sacrifice. But how can she give her heart to the one who might need it to die?
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
Three years of marriage couldn't melt Theo's frozen heart. When an art gallery collapsed on Lena, he was off romancing another woman—lavishing her with a private jet. Three steel pins held Lena's shoulder together, but her heart remained broken. She filed for divorce and told everyone that he was impotent. Rising from the rubble, Lena blazed onto the design world's A‑list. She expected him to sail off with his true love—until Theo reappeared at her runway, pressing her against the wall. "Impotent, huh? Care to give it a try?"