Breaking The Iron Lady
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Last published Mon, Mar 4, 2024
As the snow fell harder, so did her tears, which had been concealed for far too long. In that moment, memories of his words flashed through her mind, when he had called her the strongest and toughest person he had ever met. "Who did you say was the strongest?" she whispered, her voice trembling with vulnerability. She allowed her knees to buckle, sinking to the ground and wrapping her arms around her legs, seeking comfort within herself.
"I need a hug too..." she confessed, her words filled with longing and sorrow. In that instant, a whirlwind of emotions and memories crashed into her, shattering her into countless fragments. How arrogant she had been. For so long, she had been labeled as tough, as strong. But now, she knew the truth. In this vulnerable moment, she realized who she truly was. She was the most cowardly, hiding behind a disguise of strength, concealing every weakness within the confines of a fragile box. And now, that box had exploded, leaving her with nothing left to hide. She was nothing more than a woman cowering behind a shield of steel, desperately yearning to protect herself.
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