WarsMars

Whilst most eyes that fell upon them swelled up like heart shaped balloons, the conman couldn't bring himself to look at the happy couple for longer than necessary. Regretfully, each time his eyes were forced up, his stomach shrank and he felt his intestines knot up with animosity. He could taste the stale flavour of bile rage in the back of his throat as he observed their fingers intertwining. He felt his heart kick-start, and remind itself to beat. But it was useless, for each time he caught a glimpse at their doleful eyes, staring at each other like a scene from an old black and white movie, he used all his strength to stop the tears from