NARRATOR' POV
"Rachelle it was him" the other woman announce from the other line.
While Rachelle at her ends of the woods could feel her heart sink. Dread climbing her system like a venomous snake making its way to the top. When things are starting to get better. When she thought she could trust Alexander, the fates found their way to ruin it all.
Like the moon and the sun, they were never allowed to meet. With only dusk and dawn as windows to see each other. They are allowed to see one other, but they can never speak, embrace, and kiss their beloved.
A love that blooms forevermore, like a flower in the meadow as spring breeze blows. Yet like a mudded boot, destiny came to slam against it. Crushing their hopes, their dreams, and their hearts. Down to the ground, destroying everything that they had built.
