Sharlynn's Anger

Sharlynn walked out of the bathroom, her hair still wet, indicating she had just finished washing her hair. She wiped her thick dark brown hair with a white towel that was big enough to absorb the water droplets but not wide enough to cover her entire head.

Her body was wrapped in a pink bathrobe, the length of which only reached above the knee, adding a feminine and soft feel to her appearance coming out of the bathroom.

Her steps stopped as she stood in front of the large window of her bedroom. Her hazel-colored eyes were immediately drawn to the garden where she and Richie had been planting seeds together. Hope and longing were in her gaze, a desire for the moment they had just shared to become a sweet memory.

For a moment, Sharlynn stopped the movement of her hand running through her hair. She paused, her mind drifting to all the memories that had been made with Richie. However, just as quickly, she shook her head as if to banish Richie's shadow from her mind.

"No! I have to be