Source: Max Pixel
The worst of all my fears came true this morning.
My wife was at the mall, in tears, hugging another man. Touching his face, smiling.
I fled, desperate to drink away the pain. I failed.
Later, she wore a smile home that whispered of betrayal. Such... boldness in her eyes.
She wanted to talk, to give me an answer I did not need.
I held my hands around her neck, robbing her of the oxygen that she robbed from me.
When the cops arrived, the man was with them... and my mother-in-law with him.
He was my wife’s long-lost brother.
This short story is participating in Phase Two of the 100-Word Story Contest by @thewritersblock featured here!
My most sincere thanks to the great @rhondak for her support and patience during the editing process of this story! 😍 Hope you like it, folks! 🙏
Nice work, @bohemian.machine! It's so fun seeing the edited version. I love how it turned out.
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