Friday, 26 April 2013
Flash Fiction Friday: The End
It was too late to turn back now the truth had come out. As I stormed out of our home for the final time, the rain hammering against my naked top half, tears and rain mixed as one. We had been together for years yet, over the last few months, things had changed.
We spoke rarely and then only to argue about the state of what we used to call our relationship. It was like we were two complete strangers living under one roof and that wasn't what I wanted, needed or was prepared to put up with any longer.