6 words:
More Coffee Please, Heals thy Brokenhearted
Flash Fiction Story:
Atheena is staring out of somewhere, thinking out of the box,
drinking coffee alone with her tears falling down.
“I think of the days when we used to date, having dinner,
couple travel goals, talking about our future. We used to be each
other’s soulmate, but who knew it were mere stories. It’s been a
long time, still his promises makes me cry. I wish he could kiss me
to my forehead like he used to. But all I could do now is to hope.”
Cried the lady in red dress.
”More coffee please” She yelled then wipe her tears.