The marble glass encompassing the beauty of her soul stood bright in the middle of the white stoned room. No appreciation by her eyes was matched. Bo set down the rimmed box and stepped closer. Her hand coming up to run the back of it against a barriered face.
"Happy Anniversary my love."
Stepping even closer to the cold and stilled figure of her wife, Bo places a kiss against the dry marbled surface.
"You look as beautiful as the day we met."
Her tanned skin contrasting the pale shine of the frozen woman. Bo's hand slid down, signing when she felt no thump. It used to be the best feeling in the world. Feeling her lover's heart beat against her chest.
Stepping back, the woman fixed her crown back in place and picked up the box.
"It's Heather's sixteenth birthday, Lauren. "
A small sad smile on her lips.
"She looks just like you."
Hello everyone.
Many of you want me to continue my story but it's been so long that I have actually lost rhythm with it. By the time I find my sync there's a small story that I want to release to you people. And the above was just a glimpse. Good thing is I have finished the story. Bad thing it's taking a little time to edit and brush up the text.
And to those who celebrate,
Happy Eid!