Clarissa
-Her eyes, sullen, as they fall on him, his expression vacant, his lips still, not quivering, like hers, when he told her he spent the night with Clarissa; it was at that moment her lip began to quiver, as her mind raced back to that night, to her sitting in the dark, in their apartment, alone, and she suffered with those words, night after night, living the solitude of two nights, the present and that night, alone in the darkness, in a bed made for two, and where was he as her heart erupted, dampening the pillows in a flood […]