The image in the mirror that smiled at Tina showed a beautiful and highly competent woman. All her desires and her life had always been defined by her mantra, never give up, and although life did not have been good to her in matters of love, she always found a way to recover.
Her relationships, to a certain extent, were catastrophic. Still, it was all due to her need to see the good side of life and people, especially when they did not have any that always caused that on many occasions, she tried to maintain a relationship that was clearly doomed to failure.
That is why she had taken a strong stance. She would never again give herself to a man who did not show worth her. That would be difficult, but her determination was clear, and that is why she had been single for some time. There were many people behind her, but her determination had been stood firm, and his resolve remained intact.
When she finished getting ready, he went down the stairs of her hou
“Because I was watching you!”She smiled at that statement, and the final auction event was announced.He offered his arm, and with a smile, he said, “Let me escort you to the auction.”She looked at him doubtfully but only in that event, only that night that action would not harm her. Taking Rick’s arm, they both headed in the direction where the final auction would take place.The auction started as planned, and everyone present enjoyed the event. Tina would see the objects that were auctioned, and many of them had spectacular histories. Ancient jewels that fetched exorbitant prices or relics that in themselves could have the history of entire nations.Both enjoyed the auction while joking. Tina found Rick extremely interesting. His way of speaking and his general interests attracted her, and while the jewels were auctioned, Rick said, "None of these relics attract you?"Tina saw them, and they all clearly att
The man behind the line seemed to expect that answer and said, “We know! The person who sent the bouquet says that this would probably be your response, so he did ask us to give you the address, and you will be free to decide whether to go or not!”Tina received the information, she could not believe what was happening, she looked around her.At that moment her friend Essa arrived, she saw what was happening and while Tina was thinking clearly the receptionist updated her on the situation, Tina seeing her best friend started wishing that the person who sent those flowers wasn't Daril.She looks at the bouquet, took a deep breath, and said, looking at the two women who seemed to adore the scene.“There is only one way to find out who sent this!”And with those words, she smiling made the determination to attend the dinner.Tina considerably intrigued by the bouquet of flowers and the invitation, she prepared to go stra
She snorted, and placing her hand on Rick’s cheek, she said, “Relax, he is nobody... there is nothing to worry about!”Rick smiled, and they both kissed. Tina felt how the sky came down to meet her every time they kissed, the greatness of her world was spreading in her chest, and she could not help but think that a distant place celebrated her happiness was official. She was madly in love with him.The months weighed heavily, and her relationship only improved. Her dates and her tranquility seemed to be completely in tune, everyone was flowing naturally, and one night of the new moon, she gave herself up. Her fear was strong. She feared that that was all that Rick wanted, but it was not like that, he loved her as much as she loved him, and her union was the proof of that. After her body joined, life changed.Things seemed only to get better, and there was no reason to hesitate, only a few nights a month, Rick didn't seem to be available, and th
Rick shook his head while looking at the moon. “I have no idea ... I've always been like this!”At that moment he looked at Tina who, seeing him, smiled, tried to touch her face and she closed her eyes in fear.He stopped his hand in midair and said, “I'm sorry I scared you…”But she taking his hand and putting it on her face, she said, “I'm sorry I reacted like that... it was surprising and scary sorry…”He looked at her, and she smiled when they both kissed. She hugged him and couldn't help but start crying. Everything was out of proportion, but at least they were together.After calming down in his arms, she raised her face and said, “So you are a werewolf.”He nodded calmly and without saying a word.She, looked at the moon, said, “That's something I really didn't expect ...!”With those words, they began to speak. She asked if werewolves were the onl
Smiling to himself, he said, “I'm going crazy!”And when she turned to go to his room, he saw it. A huge body in front of him covered in hair, and with bloodshot eyes, when he saw it, he felt panic rise up his spine, and at that moment, the creature in front of him said, “I scare you?”And Daril’s gaze darkened forever.Early in the morning, a desperate call fell on Tina phone who answered and did not hear the hysterical voice of Teresa, who in a frenzy of panic said, “Someone killed him yesterday at his house!”Tina, who was still half asleep, could not understand what her friend was saying until she almost screams said, “Daril! Daril is dead!”“Someone killed him yesterday in his apartment, Chris they tore his stomach!” Essa yelled hysterically.The news made her lose her mind, hearing that only the image of Rick came to her mind, and getting out of bed in a hurry, she
She could not believe her eyes. In the investigation, there were photos of giant werewolves attacking police officers, and this made her heart race. She took her phone, ready to call Rick and warn him that he was not alone, when one of the Pictures she was looking at made her lose her phone. The photo was identified as the head of the cartel, and the image that appeared there was none other than Rick’s. All her conversations bounced off her mind—importer of substances. Werewolves even adding her to cocaine fits. She blurted out all that evidence, and backing away in horror, she took her phone to call him, his last promise bouncing off her head, but the phone rang without response. The night was a new moon. There would be no better opportunity to face him and be fired. She left her father's house to her car to see her boyfriend and have him explain the situation. She spent three hours driving at night at full speed. It took her three hours to drive the distanc
Tina looked at him and only at that moment did she realize what was happening, she looked up to see the room and saw that everything was in order, all the blows and claws that the wolf had applied to the wall did not exist, nothing that she had seen in the last few days was real, and now the figure of her boyfriend lying on the ground with his handheld was what gave her the greatest kind of fear.She dropped the hammer to one side of her and, kneeling, burst into tears.Rick looked at her and, somewhat scared advanced towards her on his knees, even with his handheld by the pain.When he was so close to her, he asked worriedly, “Are you okay?”Tina was breathing completely frantic, full of anxiety she couldn’t conjure a word, her whole mind went blank and looking at Rick’s face she couldn’t know what he was saying when getting up she lost the oxygen in her body and little by little her gaze faded until it fell to the ground an
Tina looked straight ahead. The question was silly. No one would go on an appointment with a psychologist, especially if you knew that you were perfectly fine. In fact, the comment made her a little mad, but she knew that it would only make things worse. After all, the advice for her to a psychologist was done with good intention. She took a deep breath. She tried not to be rude, but her words came out voluntarily, “If only I was alright! I wasn’t on this date!” “Do you think therapy is only for people who are going through crises?” The psychologist asked without losing her composure for a second because of Tina’s incredible rudeness. Tina looked at her and knew that the silly question was just a lure to get her to talk, and it had worked. Perhaps that woman could help her. She took a deep breath and said, “I do not know! I had never really considered therapy until I broke my boyfriend’s hand!” Saying it out loud, she was even cr
She knew she was. She made heads turn, and her presence alone could make even the strongest man weak to his knees. Single men, dating, married, poor or rich all wanted her, but she went for Paul thinking he was the saint he portrayed himself to be.She could have said no, but she was confused. He might change, she thought, but now he wasn’t going to.He proved that over and over again. Dorothy got tired but didn’t know how to break up with him, and she was grateful he was finally gone, although she didn’t like the circumstances surrounding that fact.“Here is your tea,” she said as she placed the cup of tea on the table before Aston in his studio. She took a few sips of hers before placing her cup on the table too. “The weather outside is beautiful today.”“Yes. Yes, it is,” Aston confirmed, although his eyes never left Dorothy. “How about we go somewhere else while this dries?” he suggested.“Sure.”Together with their teas in their hands, they walked out of the studio. Instinctively
Stella observed the interaction between the two, and once again, she knew she had lost Aston to Dorothy because he never looked at her the way he was looking at Dorothy, and that spoke volumes.Stella stood up and straightened out her dress.“I’ll check on you later, Aston, and nice to meet you, Dorothy,” she said with a smile and walked towards Steve.They bid each other farewell, and she left the room.Steve sat down in the chair Stella had just left vacant, crossing his arms over his chest again. He said with a strange emotion in his voice, “You mentioned something about you thinking Paul would change. Has he done something like this before?”Dorothy let out a heavy sigh before replying, “Yes. Yes, he has. Many times.”“Will you be able to testify against him in court?” Aston asked as calmly as he could.“Yes, I will. I think I’ve had enough of him,” she finalized.“Well, I admire your courage, my lady,” Steve commended, further encouraging Dorothy. “By the way, did you meet the pa
‘’We caught this young woman trying to force her way into the ward, and we suspect she might be part of the paparazzi,” the first police officer answered.Steve observed Dorothy noting that she looked familiar then he remembered her. ‘It’s fine, boys. Let her through.The police officers released her arms, and Dorothy threw them a disdainful look, then sent a grateful one Steve’s way.He opened the door for her, and she walked in, thanking Steve with a smile.Steve closed the door with a gentle click and faced Dorothy. “He’s right this way. I’m not supposed to say this, Dorothy, but he’s been expecting you.”Expecting her? Did he want to see her? Did this have something to do with her, or did he just want to see her? She wished it was the latter.Wait, this is Steve, Aston’s best friend and the owner of ‘From Our Hearts’ gallery, but how did he know her?Steve seemed to sense her conflicting thoughts. He sighed and then said, “I can assure you that there’s nothing to fret about, and w
She opened her eyes and brought her fingers up to see them coated with her juices— and Aston hair she had been supposedly pulling happened to be her shower curtain.She just fantasized about Aston pleasuring, but it was better than anything she had ever had with Paul, and the best part —she didn’t regret it.She wanted more of it. She wanted to make it real, so much that she was started to became inpatient and frustrated.The reality of her situation dawned on her when she got out of the shower. She stared at the ring on her finger, and for the first time, she felt trapped.The ring became heavy on her finger, and it began to feel like a heavy burden on her. She slipped the ring off her finger and placed it on the drawer bedside of the bed.Suddenly, she wasn’t sure she wanted to spend the rest of her life with Paul. She closed her eyes to picture Paul in her life as she had always done, but this time, Paul was replaced with Aston.And that moment, it became apparent to her that she w
Dorothy turned around to see Paul standing there, arms folded across his chest and his eyes shooting daggers at Aston, who ignored him, by the way.“So I’ll call you and let you know how it goes, okay?” Aston asked while looking at Dorothy, who nodded excitedly like a kid.Aston smiled and then replied, “Bye Dorothy, and take care of yourself.”“Okay!. Bye Aston, and thanks for visiting. It really means a lot,” Dorothy said, as she walked him to the door.He stopped for a moment and took a look at Paul, who was still standing in the doorway.“And you too, Paul. It was nice to meet you,” she added, and with that, he walked out of their flat without waiting to hear Paul’s grunt of a response.Not wanting Paul to ruin her mood, Dorothy hopped past the grumpy Paul happily to their bedroom, humming a song.The only thing in her head was that her art was going to be at an exhibition– something she never expected to happen.For the rest of the day, Dorothy was in high spirits humming a favor
Dorothy turned around with a smile. “Hello Mr and Mrs Harris. Wonderful weather we have today, yeah?”“Absolutely,” Mrs. Harris chirped while Mr. Harris only nodded.“Let’s go in,” she said to Aston leading the way. “How do you like your tea?” Dorothy asked as they entered her flat, locking the door behind them.“Anything is fine, thank you,” he replied with a smileDorothy walked to the kitchen, and moments later, the sound of a kettle whistling was heard, followed by cabinets opening and closing.Aston took this time to observe the interior decor of the flat. It was an average-sized flat with clean white walls decorated with prints of beautiful paintings.Different artifacts, frames, flower vases, and books sat well arranged on the shelf.Wine-colored drapes framed the windows, and the inner lace curtains remained drawn, allowing the sun rays to enter, casting a golden sheen into the living room. The decor was simple yet beautiful and welcoming.This reminded Aston of the typical co
“Oh, thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me. And believe me, when I say coming from you means so much more,” she said.“I thought I was doing horribly, so I stopped painting for a while. I only began painting again when I came across your works in a gallery. I was in awe of hyperrealism. It was magnificent, and I knew I wanted to know how to paint like you,” she explained excitedly. “Meeting you here might be the best thing that has happened to me this year.”It was Aston’s turn to feel flattered, and he did ever so much. He had received a lot of compliments, but in a weird way, Dorothy appreciating his art made him feel he did something for someone, and it made him feel good.“I’m sure you’ll learn a lot from this class, and I can give you pointers if you want.”“You know I didn’t exactly enroll for this class. Mrs. Michael is my aunt, and she just allows me to join in and last week was my second time here.”“That makes sense. I didn’t think you paint. I though
For heaven’s sake, he wasn’t some teenager going through hormonal changes, so why couldn’t he stop thinking about Dorothy’s body and, even worse, smiling and blushing at the memory.‘’I guess we can now deduce my idea wasn’t laced with foolishness after all,’ Steve said with the smug look still on his faceAston scoffed, rolling his eyes at him, and said, “Don’t get ahead of yourself. I am still not convinced the class will do me any good.”“We’ll see about that, mate. We’ll see.”The whole weekend felt like torture to Aston. He longed to see Dorothy again, and it seemed the weekend was taking too long to end.Everything was confusing to him; what he was feeling about Dorothy and why he was feeling that way didn’t make any sense to him, but he just wanted to see her again.When Monday finally came, Aston could hardly wait till 3 pm when classes started, and by 12 pm, he was already at the building waiting for Dorothy to show up, but she didn’t.Class started, and she was still nowhere
In one swift moment, a bang was heard, and the whole dining table came crashing down, sending a wave of shock throw Dorothy.She had seen this happen so many times, but she could never get used to it. He promised to change.He said he was going to be better, but after two years and nothing had changed.The last time, it was the TV that suffered it, which took a while to replace, and now, the dining table had also felt the impact of Paul’s fist.The table was ruined; dinner was ruined too.“You love being a whore, eh? You love letting different men run their hands all over your body under the guise of art, right?” He barked the vile words pacing the dining room.The words made her feel she had just been prickled with over a hundred pins.“I am not a whore, Paul!. I am not! I love art, and you know it!” She yelled at him.He scoffed before he said, “Oh c’mon. You’re just using art as a cover-up. You enjoy the way these so-called artists of yours touch you.”He then grabbed her shoulder