writing exercise: success/failure

[dragonyphoenix]

A writing exercise, creating a character, based on the prompt: success/failure

She didn’t get an invitation.

 

It wasn’t that she’d expected one – you don’t invite your ex no matter how much of a whore your new bride was – but it hurt. She thought about crashing, about wrenching the veil off of that slut, who’d look a right mess with her hair ripped out, but she couldn’t afford to alienate the few friends she had left.

 

So she did the only thing she could. Guzzling down his hundred-year-old scotch, she went through old photographs, cutting him out of the pictures. She’d burn them later, imagining it was him writhing in the flames.