She was very silent like dark night, no whisper, no sound. She was feeling everyone’s eyes on face. Her face started heating up, red like tomato. She wrapped her scarf around her neck, and pulled it up to hide her face. She relieved because no one can see her now. It’s hard for her to be visible for others.
When he left her, she was broken and drowned deep inside. She couldn’t hold anything to pull herself up.She doesn’t interested in being called by her name. That trust was so fragile, she couldn’t imagine.
5 thoughts on “Trust”
Azul Sterling
Beautifully written…so sad, and often true experience.
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The cooking writer
Very deep and profound write!
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MedhaviSingh
Thanks :)
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sanjay ranout
That’s serious
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MedhaviSingh
Damn serious 😄
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