It was already too late…


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In a hustle, he ran out of his room. The frame in his hands dropped on the floor. The glass shattered into pieces behind him.

He regretted what he had said. He could not take it back. It was already too late.

A voice echoed in his ears repeatedly.

“It was not her fault.

It was not… her fault.

It was not…”

How could he break his promise?

“I will always be by your side, holding your hand, telling you that all will be okay.”

He reached for the phone and dialed her number. Better late than never.


Word count: 98

In response to Let it Bleed 15 and Masters of Writing Flash Fiction 2.

Photo by Rémi Walle on Unsplash

 

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