Hurt, part II

In a long time, she hasn't felt this much pain. You never heal from a heart break. That she knew. The scar will always be there...

She heard two distinct sounds, that coming from a cellular phone. Quickly she dug into his bag and saw it. Clicking on the messages icon her hands trembled. Her heart skipped a beat as she read those distinct words- "Yipee, my sched on Friday has just been cancelled. I'm free then. What do you think?" She felt her heart ripping off her chest. They were on their way to the airport to see their son off to another land. And here she was at the back of the vehicle reading how unfaithful her husband has been. All the days of her life seemed to collapse on top of her. One "I love you" after another losing its meaning. She wanted to scream. She wanted to ask him right then and there WHY? WHY would she want to see you? How could you break your promises? We have been married for so long....how could marriage lose its meaning?

Blur, Cellphone, Close-Up, Focus, Girl, Hand, Hands

For months after she felt like a living dead. No food seemed palatable enough to eat. The sunrise and sunsets that used to charm her with a streak of light no longer looked enticing. Life lost its meaning. Love, lost its meaning. Marriage lost its beauty.

And the words evaded her. The paper and pen kept dancing in front of her, the camera flickered yet the colors and music have gone. No longer was she the cheerful woman who had so much in mind. All she was was an empty page. An empty brain, an empty heart. Sigh. Something huge died in her and when shall she recover? She perfectly knew that only time will tell.....

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