The Lone Witness (Micro Fiction)

That secluded bench in the park had been the silent witness to her love story…

The promises, the stolen kisses, the dreams of happily ever after…And also the arguments, the tiffs and the ugly break up. It was excited to see them again hoping to see a patch up. How could it have foreseen the tragedy? Seeing her lying in the pool of blood, it silently shed tears for the price she paid for her love and trust.

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