Untold Love
Japan.
“He needs you...”
“...fall in love all over again...”
“I kissed him....And I enjoyed it...”
The wedding gown lay at her feet, a white mass of satin material, inching toward her, crawling up her legs, wrapping around her waist and chest, pushing the air out of her lungs...she gasped for breath, wanting to scream but not having the oxygen to do so...her throat closed up, her heart bounced against her ribcage, her head thundered a symphony of drums and bells...she kicked at the gown, pushed at it, clawed at it...it tightened...a ripping, popping sound echoed in the small space as a garment she’d never worn attempted to choke the life out of her...
Sikat na Kabanata