Lola slumps against the abrasive trunk, sliding down the tree into a crouch where she was out of sight, her chest throbbing from the cacophony of uneven beats. She had been running for days, having practically no time for sleep. Shuddering against the bark, Lola wraps her arms around herself in an attempt to bring warmth back into her wind blown, cold body. Peeking up at Lorelei, Lola presses her ...

Turning my back on her is the hardest thing I’ve ever done.

Hearing the broken hearted, mournful sobs takes a piece of my soul away as I step toward the door. Each step is more sure than the last, the relief I feel to be stepping away so potent it’s tangible. But with that relief comes a sorrowful guilt, that I feel relieved to walk away from the woman I vowed myself to forever.

“You know I ca...

Lola’s slender fingers of alabaster tremble significantly as she draws in a deep, heavy breath. She would deny the weight of which burned her chest, the soft racketing noise escaping her lips upon her next exhale was evidence enough she was struggling with the task at hand.

But she wouldn’t stop.

She couldn’t.

How could she, when giving up on this and admitting defeat filled her with such self...

My fingers twitch against the smooth wall I’m clutching for support, my eyes fixing on the movement intently as I struggle to concentrate, my vision blurred around the edges and warped as if looking through a stream of water.

It’s then that I realise, it is water. My eyes are streaming, stinging from the suddenness of this onslaught of tears. The sensation of warm tears dripping down my frigid c...