The tall, orange flames danced before her. Their hungry roaring filled her ears, the smoke made her eyes water. The heat of the great pyre fanned her dry cheeks.
She almost wished to walk into the flames, to turn to smoke and float away.
She stood perfectly still as she watched the fire burn. Her back was straight as a rod and her shoulders rigid.
She couldn’t fathom how or why she was there. She still refused to believe it all had really happened. After all, it wasn’t supposed to go like this.
This was not the happily ever after she had always dreamt about. How could it all end so soon, end like
He had vowed to stay by her side forever, so how had he dared to leave her like that?
She could not feel any pain.
She could not feel the overwhelming sorrow.
More than anything she wanted to cry, but she could not do even that.
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