In the end, Marla wasn’t very surprised he broke her. David hadn’t just kissed her. He consumed her. With his lips against hers, she breathed air through her nose and pieces of his soul through her mouth.
She always believed love was in the showing so when he kissed her like she was the oxygen his cells needed to survive, she believed he loved her more than anyone ever had. Or ever would again.
Yet Marla learned that sometimes actions were nothing but mirrors and elaborate smoke screens.
When the smoke cleared she realized he never loved her at all.
© Rilzy Adams, 2014