Time will heal. That’s what everyone kept saying. But she knew the truth. She was an exception.
It’s been 9 years. With each passing year she felt his absence tremendously.
She felt betrayed as she was forced to live with the memories of her baby. Losing him in her womb made her wound an irreparable one.
The healing power of time never reached her distraught heart.
© Vinitha 2020
This flash fiction is written in response to the twelfth edition of Fiction Monday for the word prompt ‘TIME’ hosted at Reflections by yours truly. Do join in if you have a tale to tell.
Void Thoughts 
Heart-wrenching write. Time is said to heal.But at times the pain stays on as a constant companion. And we learn to live with it.
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its such a pain. I have seen such pain in my near one. Its really tough.
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Some wounds are too do to be healed, I wish she finds her solace .
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