I could feel my face getting red. I was holding it in for too long.
He was looking at me, waiting for a response.
Just breathe. Focus. It doesn’t have to happen this time.
Only thirty seconds had past, but it felt like an eternity. God, why couldn’t he just leave me alone.
I opened my mouth to say something but I retreated only to a deep breath to gather myself.
Are you alright, love? He repeated.
3, 2, 1. Detonation.
The dam had over flowed. The waterfall began to cascade.
The tears had started. And I was drowning.
In response to the Daily Post, detonate.