An ominous sky overshadowed her petite pale frame, as auburn strands of salty wet tresses held fast to her cold wet skin. Her thin white cotton dress clung to her body and revealed her emaciated figure. She sat motionless on the rocky precipice, with her scraped knees tucked up under her chin and her listless arms wrapped around her bruised legs. She shivered as the waves descended upon her frail form and braced herself each time the saltwater flowed freely over her superficial wounds. Determined not to shed a single tear for his benefit, she faced the onslaught of breakers, and let the raging sea carry away her disparaging thoughts. She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had humiliated and crushed her unadulterated spirit. Instead, she would make him pay dearly for his cruel behavior; only just as soon as she could find a way to escape the godforsaken island, where he had so nonchalantly discarded her, like a useless piece of rubbish.
To be continued… Part 2 can be found here.
*Bringing back a story that had fallen by the wayside. Enjoy!
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