She's married
Widow
When?
How?
Why?
How dare she? She went crying with a shocked face and heavy breath. My hands held her resignation letter in a tight fist. Did she lie?
“Ronald.” A bottle crashed on the floor when my fist came in contact. I broke every single thing that was placed on the table.
“How dare she?” Screams run everywhere with my anger.
“Ronald!” Dad tried to stop me but this is the worst thing she did after she came back.
“Ronald! Try to calm yourself and think for once.”
“Think for f**k. She lied to me dad. How could she always play with my feelings?” My whole world was broken into pieces thinking about someone's hands on her. She's not pure. She's not mine. She chooses someone behind my back.
A widow
My body burns with the fire of anger. Today I’m going to c
