Betrayal

Leaves rustled, crackling underfoot as the woman walked. A pained moan rose out of her every now and then. She was still trying to decide which betrayal stung harder. Was it the fact that she had been raped by the one she loved or the fact that she was here now, completely alone and broken beyond repair? Regardless he was going to pay, of that she was sure. He too would be in the state that she was. She cast a last, forlorn look at the mutilated body that had been hers mere minutes ago. He would pay!