For 15 years she made money out of words. Talking. Reading. Writing. Words. Words. Words.
In an all furnished apartment with more than enough luxuries along with her loving husband, she was, what they called, “living the dream”.
That night as she lay beside the man she married, she could see the lies in his eyes and in that moment, looking at her, he asked, “Do you love me?”.
Words failed to describe what she felt and for the first time she acted instead of talking.
His eyes opened no more. No more lies will be heard out loud. She smiled at the irony as she realized she had built her life out of words. That she will utter them no more.