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It was over.
She fell back onto the soft black velvet couch and let her phone slide down from her palm and fall onto the red carpet. It was over, even before it ever started. She did not cry though. She was out of tears. She was not surprised either. She had known this would happen.
But she felt terribly empty… and lonely.
She stared down at the little black silky bag waiting patiently in her lap. It felt heavy. She slowly opened it and dejectedly let all the contents fall onto the couch next to her.
A waterfall of diamonds.
Pure diamonds, small, yet which shone like stars on the black velvet. Her hand went through them, feeling their coldness and hard surface. If she had had opened this gift from her father for Christmas a few hours earlier, she would have been awed. It was indeed a beautiful present.
Yet, as she stared at those little stones, she felt nothing.
“You are a diamond,” her father used to say to her. “And one day, you will shine just like them, and rule over every other precious stones on this planet.”
His predictions have been right. After having graduated in commerce and marketing, she had ambitiously opened an enterprise which soon made a fortune. Now her parents could live comfortably, and she could have everything she wanted – from expensive cars to houses around the world…
What her father did not predict was that she would also be as hard and cold as a diamond. No one could ever reach out to her inner person, just like no one could not break a diamond.
Thus, there was something she was never able to have: love.
All her attempts at having a relationship had been in vain. Fortunately, she was a strong woman and could quickly get over a heartbreak.
But this man completely changed her perception of love.
She had never believed in love at first sight. Now she did.
She had never believed that people could be haunted by love. Now she did.
She had never believed that love and lust could be great friends. Now she did.
She had never loved and desired someone so much.
One year has passed already since she had met him and still her feelings were unchanged. This had never happened to her.
Her senses have never been more alert to his haunting eyes, his soft skin, his hypnotizing perfume… She could detect him without the need to see him. He was her prey.
A prey, but she was the one to be afraid. She was afraid of such strong love.
Because she knew that he did not love her in return.
The fear of having her pride hurt, of having a heartbreak had paralysed her. Everything she had struggled to learn in terms of seduction always used to vanish at his approach. Thus, she had tried to suppress her feelings…
They were friends. But one day, she could not help it.
“I love you,” she had told him.
He had said nothing.
She knew that there has never been hope, yet, like a silly little girl, she hoped.
But this time, on the phone, they discussed, once and for all.
It was over even before they started to talk.
An Evil Nymph.