The room was silent and certainly depressing. I wasn’t sure whether our presence made it better or just worse.
She came in hesitantly. When he saw her, he broke a smile first. Then, his eyes turned dark…. She left silently.
Nurses came; we nervously watched him moved to the OR.
I saw her facing the window in the hall; her face was still emotionless.
I got furious, but stopped abruptly as I came close.
Her face was still, she didn’t even blink, but tears were streaming from her eyes down to neck. Crystal-like drops. Like diamonds.
Inside, she was shattered.
The Wren, Sept 23, 2015
Fiction bits – III
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