Marr(iage)

Scarlet and bruised, her heart broken into million pieces, she weeps silently sitting on the bathroom floor.

She knows better than to make any noise for it would just give him another reason to torment her.

This is not the first incident, and she is smart enough to know its neither the last, for she is caged here for a lifetime.

Her carefree smiles and sunshine outlook, vanished in the throes of vile and vengeance.

A lifetime of supposedly marital bliss, slowly turned out into the worst nightmare of her life, which she now lives daily.

Wiping her mascara – ruined eyes, she picks up the remnants of her dignity and walks out to make dinner.

Some stories are not destined for happy endings.

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