The scented candles are down to a nub. His favorite casserole is cold and the soufflé has fallen flat.
She looks at the phone for the umpteenth time. Not a buzz. As the minutes tick slowly, the wait becomes unbearable. She knows that it would be another no-show. Another empty promise broken, another lie told and a birthday ruined.
She feels angry frustration for falling in love in a hopeless place. He has been stringing her along all these past year with his sweet tongue.
If she is honest to herself, she knows that he is a consummate liar.
He claims not be in love with his Missus any longer yet Fiorina’s recent findings is that Missus is heavy with the 3rd child.
Enough! I am worth more than this! Emptying the wine glass, she adjusts the zip of the gorgeous red evening gown; a gift from him.
NO more! She said as she slashed it into jagged strips!
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
In response to the FFfAW photo prompt above. Thank you Priceless Joy for this challenge platform.