A Sorrow of Truths by Charlotte E. Hart

I’m alone. Singular. Evolved.
Yet left behind and abandoned.
I should have known. I did know. But he whispered words and held me, making my heart feel something other than the false reality we were in.
Tap, tap, tap.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Those rhythms were not a lie.
And now I’m torn between staying under Malachi’s roof, letting reality outside pass me by, or returning to life beyond this fractured space to find his hidden truths.
My friend Gray. My lover.
The heart he’s ripped open again beats too loudly for me to ignore.
And my need still consumes me.