The truth suddenly dawned on me.
The lonely honeymoon nights, and your surreptitious behavior justified themselves. You are not a creep! You need help, but do not have the courage to come out in the open.
I walked past the stilettos with deliberate steps, pushed away the scholarly books that were used as a cover, and flung open the closet. Just as I expected, heaps of frilly skirts and makeup kits tumbled out.
I wish you had trusted me as a friend. I will help you in getting out of this mess, and untangle my own life in the bargain.
(100 words)
For Rochelle Wisoff at
Creative Experiments and More 
Very well narrated!
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As already said, a very sensitively told take on the prompt. Well done
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A topical take very sensitively addressed.
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Thanks!
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Nicely written. The lonely honeymoon nights tells it all.
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She is such a wonderful friend. I hope he helps her over the heartbreak in return. Beautiful story.
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Thanks!
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Reena, this was done with just the right amount of empathy and sensitiveness. Absolutely well written.
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Thank you, Neel!
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That’s poignantly and sensitively told
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Thanks a lot!
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