Love Lost, Life Fading

d to the gaping wound in her chest. The heavy, expensive paper of th

and the darkness pu

re, and she was left with a stepmother, Martha, who barely tolerated her existence. She had stood alone

ushed a piece of candy into her palm. "It's sweet,"

its only source of light. It was the day she started loving Liam

nd looked at the bruises already forming on her arm from where Martha had grabbed

house. Rain began to fall, cold and miserable. She pr

obe, his hair damp. His eyes, once kind, were now filled with p

e hell are yo

her voice breaking. "Are

siness," he said, try

ase, Liam. Don't marry her. She's not right fo

said coldly. "And I know that her mother is a thousand times bet

r hands flat against the

ed shut with a

as it passed, the people inside pointing and laughing at the pathetic girl crying on the d

sh. Someone shoul

he manicured garden bed and threw it, not even caring whe

got out, her face furious. "D

in. It was Liam. He didn't look at the woman; he lo

, his voice cutting through the rain. "A