Her heart became empty, too

She reluctantly entered the house, heart wracked with apprehension and fear

 

His room had a warm, sensual ambiance

The ceiling lights had been dimmed so low that the furniture was indiscernible

Small tea lights, however, threw a subdued light onto the table they were placed.

 

Aided by the flickering candlelight, through adjusted eyes she could just make out a few objects positioned on the dark oak wooden table:

 

A pair of fine black-framed glasses still in their open case

A stack of novels, all clearly unalike in their size and colour; although it was too dark to recognize the titles etched into their hard-covered spines

And lastly a bottle of red wine, accompanied by two empty glasses

 

Empty wine glasses – simple, but telling

And in that moment, her heart became empty, too.

Empty

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  1. wow, the way you describe – it’s as if every single object in his room had a soul of its own, found myself being swept away by the visualization. beautiful!

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  2. Wow, this is so beautifully written. I have been there, not the wine glasses exactly, but had that moment of clarity. Thanks for sharing x

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