Nora

It was a rainy day, and my thoughts kept on hovering on Solange. I wanted to see her begging for mercy, on her knees. She had caused me a lot of pain, and this was my time to use the rage I had within me and pay her in kind.

The rain pelted against the window, mimicking the rage within me. Then I stood from my bed, the baby sleeping beautifully at a corner. And walked to the mirror.

I stood in front of the mirror, staring at a face fractured by anguish. Solange, the one who’d caused me so much pain, had slipped away from my grip, like...