It’s been a month since our wedding and everything feels so surreal. Life at home did not even cross my mind for a minute.
It’s colder today but it can’t stop the sun from showing its rays proudly. I drowned myself in it knowing this will be the last day I’ll be enjoying the sunrise. I want to stay in this moment forever, but I’ll be leaving him soon. Tonight, I’ll tell him my secret.
I’ve got only a few months to live. I kept it from him because I don’t want to ruin what we’ve built. I regretted it now. When I tell him, he’ll be the one ruined.
For now, I just want to enjoy this moment.
This is written for Friday Fictioneers. Thank you Rochelle for the prompt.
© Ruth Nuylan, Flash Fiction
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