drabble, katharine griffiths, katharinegriffiths, Poetry, storytelling, women

A woman in love

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The story unfolded slowly. Her hands shook with fear. The words burned her mouth. She paused to catch her breath and wet her lips; a single teardrop caressing her cheek. Making sense of the chaotic thoughts in her mind felt futile, but she had to tell him. Her luscious red lips made it impossible for him to concentrate. He gazed adoringly into her eyes and waited patiently for her to finish. She took one slow, deep breath and spoke the words that would change him forever, ‘I couldn’t stand being apart from you. I killed her. I killed your wife.’.

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