~Ioana~
He dropped those words, snuffing out the flame within me.
Speechless, what else could I say?
Confusion swirled like a tornado in my head, wrecking havoc.
A havoc that he never bothered to correct. He walked away, leaving a cold broad back which once protected me, igniting things that shouldn't have been within me.
I collapsed on the bed, shielding my face with my arm,
Coiling in on myself, arms wrapped around my legs, pulling them inward and head resting on my knees.
I felt so open and vulnerable.
A chill attacking my skin with each action I made, the bed was so cold, the elaborate painting on the wall seemed to laugh at me, invisible lips stretched in mockery.
He abandoned me on my wedding night. I could already imagine all the whispers that will fly tomorrow through the
