Day 10: Unresolved

The tension that existed between the two was a poison that, slowly but surely, corrupted the well-being of each soul. He, with his deceptive facade and false disengagement, and she, with her worries and unsettled ire.

With any other individual, nothing was amiss. The best that these two could hope for when together was silence in the presence of the other, alacrity and frustration aside. Whatever longing each one had for the other’s company and warmth was suppressed by the festering wounds of deception and resentment, growing in cadence with a ticking time bomb that would soon consume them both.

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Day 8: Revelation

“Don’t you see it yet?”, she screamed, “all this time, she’s been playing both of us in whatever game she has because it benefits her, and you’ve been too swept up in this little romance of yours to see what it’s doing to everyone! Please, I beg of you, don’t be foolhardy about this and get us both killed before we have a chance to act!”

Samuel stood visibly shaken by Miranda’s confession, ostensibly horrified by the things he was listening to at the time. His breath caught and choked his throat as he struggled to put the pieces together.

Day 3: A Last, Perfect Moment

Before her gaze, the autumn leaves danced in the breeze and seemed to sing with every rolling patch of sunlight that graced them.

“I never really took time to really admire the basic beauty of this,” Dianne murmured in absorbed awe, “but I guess what better time than before something potentially life-changing, right?”

Fayeth sighed, a result of releasing her own stress and unsure of how to reply in the golden moment. Finally, she stepped over and embraced her sibling, the draft letter still clutched between the two.

“Whatever you decide, I’ll be with you every step of the way.”

Day 2: Focus

“Up! Down! Up! Down! Up! Down!”

The ever changing cadence of chants seemed to be on a loop as Kelly and the rest of her group struggled through half-assed pushups. Sure, the three mile run beforehand had been a breeze, but now everyone’s favorite exercise had replaced the freedom of the sprint.

She mentally cursed herself for thinking that a sausage bun for lunch wasn’t going to make it’s way back upstream at this point. Breathing out with a groan, Kelly resolved to see the floppy pushups through to the end.

Puke and cry afterwards, she thought whilst sweating. Afterwards.