Tuesday, 6 August 2013

"Holy" Matrimony

He would force her every night, never bother about her needs, her desires, never sit by her when she fell sick

There was another who held her hands and looked into her eyes. Brought her flowers she loved.

"Will you be my woman for life"? He whispered.

She was bound by the "holy" matrimony.

ps: image courtesy Google images.
pps: my first attempt on 55 fiction :)