MLMM Wordle #254


A Sunday not unlike most as she listened to his mellifluous voice, repeating fickle words, smooth and too familiar. This era of their time gave a hint of former lovers when they try to smuggle in a lie under the cover of truth. Her knuckles whitened under the sheets as she pictured another love triangle he had made. Even the hearth’s phlegethon of warmth could not soothe her mind. Suddenly she sat up, flipped the duvet and stood up in the archway of the door. Deciding no longer would she retreat, allowing his indiscretions, gathered her things and left him there, alone.


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