Red-hot fury burned within her chest like
a thousand flaming knives crafted from the
inner depths of her hatred.
So many words to describe him came to mind:
Stalker. Forgotten. Yesterday's news. Annoyance.

Anger flared from her pristine blue eyes.
She would retreat to her true love,
not him, but the man that she saw every day
and loved with a hungry passion.
Her real love would save her from the monster
that refused to move on.