Anyone who had a heart

The photograph below is from CookmePancakes @ DeviantArt.com.
For the visually challenged writer, the photo shows a woman sitting on a chair looking out of a large window at a long suspension bridge on a gray, foggy day.

How could she have been so trusting, so gullible, so desperate?
Love had never come calling until now.
And then it was gone.
Why?
What had she done?
She had given him something so precious, so pure, so untainted and he had left her in pieces.
The weather matched her mood, her mind foggy from the memory of the night before.
She couldn’t remember that much when she thought about it.
She sat and looked out of the window, thinking of the outside mist crying the tears she refused to shed.
He was not worth it.

She gathered her things and went downstairs to the lobby.
Voices attracted her attention, one in particular and she froze to the spot.
He had found his next victim.
She called security and together they walked into the bar……………………..

Image credit; Olga Solodilova @ Unsplash

For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a couple dining. The man has a glass of wine in his hand and he is looking at his companion. The woman is staring the other way, holding a few long stem flowers.

Written for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge and Sadje’s What do You See.

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