by C Moore
A emotional 55 word story --3rd place in Round 10 of the 55 word story contest
I sit at my vanity looking at the reflection of the sleeping man whom I love and I will never leave. So peaceful, gentle and handsome, like an angel.
I let a tear of surrender fall at my own reflection. Then begin to apply the makeup to cover up the bruises of the night before.
This won 3rd place in Round 10 of