He watched her arrive every night, his clothes some disordered, his lipstick some worn and on his lips lay a smile that years ago he did not look at. He wanted to think that her disarray was because the hours at work and what his smile was was for anything else. His love for her made him believe every time she told him again and again that her would be late at the office even when his friends thought seen her in a bar or a restaurant, he didn't believe them, he defended her blinded by his love, He thought that was love...
This is my entry to this contest :) i hope you like <3