PROLONG

Dim candles flame flicked in the air, giving the pitch dark room a little light.

      A Lady dressed in plain black dress  could be seen sitting in front of a cracked mirror as she slowly comb her hair.

      Her head held low....drop of tears landed on the ground.

There's nothing left for me anymore...!

"He.... took everything..!"

I would rather kill myself than to marry him....!

    Her voice filled with hatred...Then she looked up.

  Her ember green eyes glinted as the sliver light of the knife.