Bianca cried, her head down, her sobs muffled by her arms. She was a woman so much in love, and yet a woman whose heart had been broken again. She had always blamed herself for everything, for leaving him, then marrying another man who did nothing but hurt her, to him who hurt her again. Her beautiful face was now etched with pain and blood tears. She was no longer his. Dismissed unceremoniously, left with nothing but a cold shoulder. Did he know how much it pained her to leave him before? The tears she shed every night and the starvation she felt?Did he know how before she would sleep when the dawn was fast approaching, she would whisper his name in soft and sweet adoration, letting it escape her lips, hoping that he would hear it, that they would be reunited once more?
His name was the only solace she had left from the pains and realities of the world.
His name echoed in her mind and heart like a never ending song.
And from the deepest recesses of her heart burst forth her love for him.