Betrayal.
That's where it began.
I felt my womb retract deep within my being.
There was a tie between this and my heart, although broken, this I knew.
My heart became overcome with pain, fear, disbelief.
I felt it stop repeatedly.
Beats irregular.
Stunted.
Deafening.
Crumbling into a heap on the grass I cradled my womb as I rocked back and forth, hoping this may stop the pain and retching occurring from within.
Time and space became distorted.
Sound too.
Everything within was shattered.
My spirit was broken.
My skin crawling with terror at the mere fact of my deepest fears now occurring before my eyes.
My physical being attempted to expel the trauma through emesis.
Wailing as an attempt to free the terminal despair.
This was unsuccessful.
I have never felt my eyes flow so extensively in such a small amount of time.
No matter what I done, I was left in a torturous state of hysteria.
How could he rip my heart, womb, soul and trust apart.
Everything I gave.
Everything he said.
Everything we made.
Gone.
