REVENGE OF THE REJECTED
By Neel Anil Panicker
The memory of his betrayal ripped through her heart, searing and singeing every single sinew, vein and muscle in her five foot slender frame, shattering to smithreens her mental peace, causing her to wobble unsteadily all around her spartan room as she howled and shrieked, hurling invectives like the way certain mad women do at traffic intersections.
‘The bastard’, she hissed, ‘you will pay for this; pay heavily for this rejection of my body and soul’.
The sky outside her 17th floor hotel room overlooking the Arabian Sea morphed a purplish dark, the clouds that hovered above now floated around menacingly__forming, disforming, and re-forming amoeba-like as if desparetly searching for land masses to shower their venom upon.
Shweta plonked herself into the corner wicker chair and downed the last drops off the Vodka bottle.
Considerably calmed, her quitened mind now a steady boat, she planned her next course of action.
She had already made up her mind: Harshit had to die; it was just a matter of when and how.
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atThis week’s cue is RIPPED.
Wow, she was indeed VERY upset with his rejection! Brings to mind the quote “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.” Whatever he did, her mind is set on revenge, and I’m hoping that some time and sleep will bring her round to realizing he probably isn’t worth it. Good story, Neal, I could feel the passion of her anger in your words!
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She is certainly a very angry scorned woman. Thanks a lot, Josie.
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The only thing more dangerous than a woman scorned is a scorned woman with vodka. A fiery six.
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I think that this fiery woman definitely needed a powerful writer such as yourself to bring her to life in this SSS. Very well done.
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Thanks a lot. I am blessed.
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Oh! How true is that.
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