Holding You in the Evening Breeze

“So, in this marriage, in the end… I still… lost.” The woman tried to find a different answer in the man’s eyes, but she had simply thought too highly of herself, and of her place in his heart. She had believed their two years of marriage were a love they shared, but that had all been wishful thinking. Stubbornly, she refused to let the tears spill over. Yet her nose stung, and her heart felt as if a giant hand were squeezing it, leaving her unable to breathe. She had to get away from here at once. Even if she had lost, she would never let him see her in such a sorry state!