Random Short Moment

'Whispers.' She says.
She raises her hand and plays her fingers on air. Her eyes are fixed somewhere. Then she continues.

'I sometimes hate whispers. I felt betrayed. Like there's something I am not meant to know. Something I should not be a part of.'

Submitted: May 29, 2021

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