Afterwards

microfiction

Should she tell the truth? He’d be angry, wouldn’t understand or forgive. And he’d never forget. It would all be over and he would suffer more than her.

She glanced at him. He didn’t look back but his lip quivered. It seemed so long since they had kissed. What was wrong? He couldn’t suspect.

Should she say something?

No, she told herself, protect him from the pain.

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