Maybe he didn’t know I was a dancer. Well, not professional, but almost. Yes, that’s my curse. Everything I start in life, I almost finish. And I honestly hoped that this time would be different. I wanted to be different, and I truly wanted to succeed with him.
There is something strangely extraordinary about his appearance. When he shows up, the whole room suddenly goes silent, and people can’t help but admire him. And it turns out that he was aware of it. But he never used it for negative purposes. At least, not that I knew. And I was cool with it.
Until one day, he showed me the other side of the coin. But then it became too late for me. My whole being was deeply rooted in his arms, and even if I wanted to get out of the net he slowly but surely made around my heart, I didn’t dare. I wasn’t weak, but I enjoyed his personality and hot and cold game. I used to be a dancer, remember? And maybe smarter than him. Well, that’s something I never wanted to show him. I let him think he was dominant. But he was unaware that my net was three times more robust than his.
And before he knew it, he couldn’t move anymore. I started to be his whole world. He remained extravagant, desirable, and beautiful, but I remained the dominant one. And we lived happily ever after…
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This old story of mine really made me laugh. It’s all kind of funny and yet so honest.
How many couples do you know who behave like that, outsmarting each other and even being selfish?
I await your opinion in the comments.
You can also hear this story on my Spotify channel.
Enjoy, Vesna
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