The parking lot was deserted. Dressed in peach gown, she was
waiting for him – her Mr Perfect.
waiting for him – her Mr Perfect.
He was late again.
He stood me up!! Was
he with Emily? No, he promised.
he with Emily? No, he promised.
With each ticking second, her heart sank further. For
long he had escaped the truth.
long he had escaped the truth.
But not today.
The screeching halt of a car broke her reverie. Impeccably dressed, he got down,
along with Emily. They didnβt see her standing in the corner and hand-in-hand walked
towards the elevator.
along with Emily. They didnβt see her standing in the corner and hand-in-hand walked
towards the elevator.
Few moments later, a loud crash rocked the building.
She smiled.
Her frame faded away. Revenge was served.
Yay!Sweet revenge-die Mr Perfect-with your beloved Emily!Loved this Rajlakshmi:-)
hahaha π that you so much π
Well written. Apparently he misjudged her. I guess he won't do that again.
oh never π thank you so much π
She done it. Wow.
thank you so much π
Ahh, sweet revenge! π
thank you for dropping by π
Such a gripping story… amazing one, Princess! π
thank you so much Rohiee π
serve him right! π
true dat.. thank you so much for visiting π
He was perfect–perfectly dead! Don't mess with her.
janet
oh yeah that's right π thank you