The blue skies were now almost dark grey with all the clouds that had gathered. It looked like another rainy day. He cursed under his breath for having worn his new pointed formal shoes. She’d had a particularly bad day in office, like she had got out of the wrong side of the bed.
This post has been published by me as a part of Blog-a-Ton 55; the fifty-fifth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with Rashmi Kumar, the author of Hooked, Lined and Single and Jyoti Arora, the author of Lemon Girl. The rain pelted the aluminium sheet … Read more
He literally plucked my heart out and walked all over the broken pieces and trampled my feelings. That day, for the first time in my life, I missed my train.