Scent of Regret


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Craig’s head bent over the flowers in his hand. Sarah was the most beautiful woman he’d, ever laid eyes on. He had a thousand things he wanted to say.

His hands trembled as he eased the door open. The scent was overpowering. He steadied himself, walked across the room and gathered Sarah’s hand in his. Kissing each finger, he told her as many things he could remember. “I love you. I’ll always love you.”

He crumpled against Sarah’s chest, brushing against the cold, hard steel of the table, gathered her in his arms and sobbed.

“Please forgive me.”

100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups – Week#170

the prompt this week and it is :    …the scent was overpowering…


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