Her ribcage shook with the strength of the wails that wrenched themselvesfrom her; each sob a jagged ledge from which hot tears flung themselves, howling, down her face. A violent tremor overcame herand shecollapsed as if smasheddown, there to writhe helplesslyinthe filthy mud. And yet, for all it’s reek, it was nothing compared to the venomof the words he had launched, screaming into her now shattered heart: ‘I think we need to take a break.’ Her arm convulsed, and as the phone hit the wall...
Published on September 18, 2016 07:05