She locked all doors and walked out into the dark streets as usual. None of those who met her in the dark saw the ebony tears of mascara she shed each night.
But today was her day with her prince.
“I love you.”
“Love you too honey.” Her first night of love.
But today was her day with her prince.
“I love you.”
“Love you too honey.” Her first night of love.
Words – 52
PS – Actually wrote this for the contest at The Colors Magazine
This is my first 55 word fiction.Comments and Suggestions are welcomed .
