A continuation of the random Tuesday Flash Fic:

Before we can get to the storm, let’s paint another picture. The old life. She was naive, that is part of the problem. Once upon a time, she trusted far too easily, and believed the lie that everything was okay when in fact things were not okay. Before the trust was broken, she didn’t feel afraid, and she didn’t feel like she needed to drown in order to live. Before the trust was broken, she didn’t feel as if she had to constantly be waiting for the next shoe to drop. What he didn’t realize, is that he had taken advantage of that trusting nature, used it, and ruined her. And while she might have forgiven the fact that he broke her trust, she never once said that trust was repaired. He assumed, and that assumption got the winds spinning.