The poisoned love( 1 min read)

The bathroom door was open. The running tap broke the haunting silence of the room.

My grip around the wine glass tightened, my heart pounding fast, nobody will ever know.

From the faint light coming through, I could see our photographs on the wall, It’d look like natural death…don’t worry.

He was lying in the tub, a mischievous smile filled his face, ‘happy anniversary sweetheart,’ he said, stretching his hand out to me.

The poisoned glass slipped through my shaking fingers and crashed to the floor, maybe another time, my hands reached out for his.


Written by Chirasree Bose for 18 AUGUST 2017

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PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Word count – 96

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