Victor doesn't laugh. Not anymore.
After growing up under the cold, brutal shadow of his father's abuse, he's learned that silence is safer than speaking, and that hiding in the corners of the world is the only way to survive. His only escape? A quiet seat in the back corner of the Chuckle House-a struggling comedy club where people laugh loud enough to cover the pain they carry.
Emily doesn't cry. Not in front of people. Not since the orphanage.
Her past is buried beneath locked doors and closed buildings. She has no home, no family, and no faith in the idea of love. She's been used, dismissed, and forgotten. Until one rainy night, she walks into the Chuckle House looking for shelter-and finds something else entirely.
A boy. A chair. A silence that sees her.
They meet without names.
They return without promises.
They fall in love without ever meaning to.
But what begins as quiet company becomes something deeper-a fragile, unspoken bond forged in nightly visits, exchanged glances, and the shared weight of unhealed wounds. Together, they learn that you don't need to laugh to feel joy, and you don't need to cry to feel seen.
But healing isn't simple. And the past doesn't disappear just because someone stays.
As Victor's father's shadow begins creeping back into his life and Emily is forced to confront the truth behind the orphanage's closure, both of them must decide:
Do you run from pain forever?
Or do you finally let someone in... even if it hurts?
"Cry" is a raw, heartfelt slow-burn romance-thriller about two broken souls learning to find strength-not in perfection, but in presence. In the quiet. In the seat beside you.