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
Word count – 96
Great story , Sree. Thank God , it wasn’t this time , she still has time to escape or to somehow turn him in.
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😊Thank you
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Happy LAST anniversary 🙂
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Haha😄
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Will she get another chance and go through with it? Nice bit of suspense.
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Thank you 😊
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Leaves us questioning why she wants to murder him… Good writing.
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Thank you 😊😊
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Well done…
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:):)
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⭐
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One more person saved 🙏👏
Good read !!
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Haha😜😜 thank you
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I don’t know who I should be fearful for or of! Good suspenseful writing. BTW, the link to this post from the linkup is not working. You should sort it out. Cheers
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Oh is it. Thanks for informing. I will change it.😊😊
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An intriguing write, raising more questions! I wonder why she wanted to kill him and decided to drop the idea? Any chance of a sequel?
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I haven’t thought of a sequel yet😊😊 thank you so much for leaving your feedback 😊
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Superb story, loved it… I liked all your 1 min read, superb concept
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Thank you so much 😊
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