Rosalyn came out of Anthony’s office. Her temperature has spiked. Now is not the time to get sick. She does her breathing exercise. She is angry at her destiny. She never thought bad about anyone, never did anything.
Her only fault is she loved Anthony. The decision to marry him was the only time she listened to her heart. Is loving someone a crime? Why is she being punished?
Maybe she wasn’t really in love with Anthony. She was in love with the idea of him. She had so many expectations when they tied the knot. The day they said the vows used to be the happiest day of her life. She let out a loud sigh.
She looks up at the sky. She just wants a moment of peace. No worldly worries, her uncle not breathing down her neck. She and her solitude only. No one to control her movement. No eyes on her. She wants to run away.