She took a deep breath.
She breathed in and out slowly.
She gently stretched her tense body, in a bid to coax and calm her nervous heart.
She allowed her knuckles to loosen the iron grip they had on the phone.
She encouraged her terrified heart.
She cleared her throat and plunged ahead.
She said everything she needed to say.
There was a heavy silence on the other end of the phone.
She willed herself to keep calm no matter how the conversation turned out to be.
The phone call was brief.
She could tell by the curt and sharp response that he was distraught.
She clenched her fist in a bid to control the rage that was welling within her.
When he finished spewing his venom, he hung up the phone.
His words echoed in her mind, lacerating and tearing her heart
apart.
She gingerly put down her phone on the kitchen table.
She shook like flag on a windy day; her emotions were roiling and boiling.
She wrestled with the negative thoughts that were trying to take over her mind.
She refused to allow his hurtful words to take over her mind.
She was free at last; she had put an end to the toxic relationship.
She allowed herself to soak in the beauty of the moment.
She released herself to relax as she deflated like a broken balloon.