He fucked you didn't he, she said to her sister who was sobbing, mascara running freely. I wanted desperately to comfort her, have her head cradled under mine. There was no rage showing on her face after such a wrong delivered against her in fact her face was rather blank considering. I had no idea about her new relationship or what lead to his infidelity, only one thing was bothering me, her sister.
I wasn't sure why I was here to witness this encounter which oddly was taking place on the concourse at Victoria station outside WH Smith next to the escalator to Yo! Sushi, their mother was also present. I'd left this family behind a long time ago and none of this should matter to me.
Through her tears I could see her heart being ripped apart, still such a contrast to her sister's seeming apathy, and I felt mine breaking for her.
The usual midday crowds floated by completely oblivious to what was going on for which I was glad, they were just a blur surrounding the object that consumed all my thoughts and energy. She was crystal clear in my vision, her long black hair surrounding her wet face conveying so much and it seemed directly to me.
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Then the stranger hardly noticed in the background steps forward and gives her a huge hug. then runs, cause that's kinda creepy.
i know you knew them somehow, but that's the film that rolled for me.
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