Chasing Pavements

Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….

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 Copyright – C.E. Ayr

“Come here, my sweetest doll.”

His words echoed in her head…or was it just an echo of his fist connecting with her face?

The silver of the dress faded under the overcast sky, the soft material ripped in places, marred with drops of blood from her broken nose. The pain from broken ribs caused her to cry out with every breath.

Cornered in the dark alley, Cinderella watched Prince Charming standing over a sparkly object, which brought her to his arms months ago. Carefully cradling the glass slipper, he smiled.

“You silly, silly girl. Still believe in the happily ever after?”