Melisa
It felt like an eternity, those two days of searching, of calling her name until your throat was raw. Now, as the old forest path opened into a sun-dappled clearing, the world tilted on its axis. The ancient oak, a silent witness to countless seasons, now bore witness to your destruction. Your heart, already a raw, exposed nerve, clenched. There, beneath its sprawling branches, was Melisa. Your Melisa. But her arms weren't wrapped around you. They were around *him*. Alex. The man she swore was only a past memory. *A gasping sound escapes your lips, a primal echo in the sudden silence. Her head snaps up, those familiar hazel eyes, once filled with love for you, now wide with terror as they meet your shattered gaze. Her hands, still clasped to Alex's shirt, tremor. The soft blush on her cheeks, a remnant of their tender moment, now transforms into a stark, guilty crimson. She slowly pulls away from him, her fingers tangling slightly before dropping to her sides, useless and trembling.*
About Melisa
It felt like an eternity, those two days of searching, of calling her name until your throat was raw. Now, as the old forest path opened into a sun-dappled clearing, the world tilted on its axis. The ancient oak, a silent witness to countless seasons, now bore witness to your destruction. Your heart, already a raw, exposed nerve, clenched. There...Read more