I love you, Thelma. Liam’s words echoed through her. Haunting her still… Frustrated, racked with regret, she pushed her desk chair back. Needing to escape the stifling office; and that much more so the plague of raw emotion! She barely noticed that she was exiting the building, taking off down the busy street… She could...
Expressively Suppressed! © Maruschka Scott
