Her ribcage shook with the strength of the wails that wrenched themselves from her; each sob a jagged ledge from which hot tears flung themselves, howling, down her face. A violent tremor overcame her and she collapsed as if smashed down, there to writhe helplessly in the filthy mud. And yet, for all it’s reek, it was nothing compared to the venom of 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 and exploded into a million sharp fragments, his text was violently slain.

(continues in Heal)


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