MAROONED
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"What's the color of your heart, Miss Rebecca?"
I gave the interviewer a sad smile as I gather all my strength before I answered his question.
"Maroon"
"Oh, interesting. Why maroon?"
I did my best to stop myself from tearing up. This is very personal huh. I thought we're just suppose to talk about my career.
"Because this heart has been marooned for a long time..."
I looked at the camera and smiled.
"It has been marooned on that same memory from a certain person for a long time now...."
MJ's note: "Marooned" is a term used to describe a situation where someone is stranded or left in a remote or isolated place, often without the means to easily escape or obtain assistance. It typically implies being abandoned or left behind in a location where it's difficult to leave or where resources are scarce.
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