A story of whispers left unspoken, unheard.
"I hate you!" He spat venomously through gritted teeth.
"Feelings are mutual." She replied back, smiled and walked away.
He didn't know who she was talking about...
A short story about her life. And ma...
"Was this not your favorite place? You used to come here whenever you were upset..." The thin air carried away her quiet whisper as she continued to gaze at the lake in front of her. It was his hidden spot.
She remembered the time when he brought her here for the first time. He had given her a surprise and they had enjoyed their lunch under the tree. They had even played in the lake, splashing water on each other. And she could still remember their ringing laughter. It was one of the best days of her life.
The wind blew and the leaves rustled before she heard their crunching sound, indicating someone's arrival.
She turned her head only to have a glimpse of him, her love. Startled, she quickly hid behind a tree before he could notice her.
She saw him sitting down on the rock and gaze at the lake longingly, deep in his thoughts.
"I'm sorry." Once again her whisper was carried away by the wind and muffled by the rustling leaves as she turned around to silently walk away. Away from him and his life. For forever.
And once again, as it had been happening since the past few days, silent tears rolled down her face.
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