The Good, the Bad & the Ugly!

This post has been selected as a Blogadda WOW post (Dated 11th August).

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It was a pretty ugly spat.
From bouts of yelling, to absolute silence, interspersed with inconsolable sobs…as he walked out of their home.

She was trying to stay cool, but her mind was in a disarray much worse than her living room.

She was done trying to keep them together, when all he wanted was to be apart. 
She’d discovered the trail of clues he was leaving behind, a testimony to his infidelity.
It wasn’t this obvious earlier. But now, it’s like he wanted to be caught, and set free from the shackles of their empty marriage.

In the past, they’d agreed to disagree with each other, when problems arose.
But she was done sweeping issues under the carpet.

As she slumped into the corner of her plush Malabar Hill duplex,
she recalled the days they spent in each other’s arms.

But those seemed like a haze now, and as the tears thickened,
she could only see the ‘other woman’ in his arms.

She’d always known that she was slowly losing him,
and her attempts to win him back were futile.

She got up, drew back the curtains,
and fixed her eyes upon the Queen’s necklace that adorned Marine Drive.

She walked out of the door, her vintage .22 teak wood revolver tucked safely in her handbag.

The next day’s headlines were: The good, the bad & the ugly.
Business Tycoon caught in the ‘act’ with a bar dancer, wife shoots herself in front of them. The two of them have been booked for abetting her suicide.

It was her goodbye gift to them, as she welcomed death with open arms.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
(prompt: use opposites)


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