Six Sentence Sunday

Same WIP from last week. Different scene. Despite the depressing excerpts, this WIP is actually a comedy, lol.

If not for her impending suicide, Holly might've enjoyed the picturesque view. Instead, she stared down into the river with tears in her eyes. The tip of her nose felt numb and her hands shook with cold. 

From Holly's perch, the dark river appeared saturated with black ink. The surface of the water sparkled as if a million diamonds simmered beneath the waves. After she had jumped, the water would swallow her up into that darkness, and her problems would sink with her lifeless body down to the bottom of the river, never to be seen again. 

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