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Prompt #39: Taste
Word count: 100
Olivia stood in the shower, wrenching the handle hard to the left. Scalding water rained down as clouds of steam billowed around her. Tears rolled down her face as a sob rose in her throat. Her flesh glowed pink and she slid down the wall. Drawing her knees to her chest, her back shook violently as the stream pounded down on her.
He knew. He had to know.
She screamed in frustration and turned her face up. The searing water burned her and she winced, submitting. She could still taste him on her lips. If she could, so could Gregory.