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полная версияDiabolita

Anya Annetsun
Diabolita

Therefore, when he was hundreds of kilometers away from her, he introduced himself to her as the Devil – she was not surprised.

Then he teased and scolded her for her cowardice in endless conversations in her room – that "you probably always knew who I was." But that was not the case. She believed that HE was just a stranger. Beautiful and not at all dangerous.

There were many loves before him, but they were all deaf and tightly hopeless: why love if you cannot defend your own dignity? If you don't feel proud. You don’t feel. When should you stop? She would have given up thinking about him long ago if he hadn't helped her like that. She could always ask him for advice, and it is so close, so good! The inability to make an independent decision, the inability to bear responsibility for her life – such a verdict was passed to her by her relatives. They reproached her for crutches, but these crutches were like sweet: if you have a sweet tooth, oh, how difficult it is to refuse it.

A sly look, that's all that betrayed her invented gentleman. No thorny, horned, no pitchforks and no wool – just a sly look.

So many warm words were said that sometimes she thought, maybe it was her illness that distorts the words of her Guardian Angel? He cared about her so much, only now he could not take care in reality … Sometimes, waking up after a long oblivion, she found that she was lying in a thick layer of dust, the dishes were not washed, the cat was not fed – and no one would change all this for her. And at these moments despair came. In addition, they did not leave the thought of an unenviable fate in hell. She understood, understood everything! That this is the meaning of temptation, she saw many instructive stories on the Internet about how the Devil tempts, and what then offers in return, and she realized that she had fallen into the same trap. She had a plan. No plan, no plan. There were attempts, pitiful attempts to ruin everything, go out and jump from the balcony to stop all this. To go. But life was valuable to her, and besides, she knew, as long as you live, you can still fix it.

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