The Dark Pages: Goddess Writer
The man, whose eyes were burning, was pointing his sword at the woman in front of him without hesitation. There was hatred in his eyes. Compassion... It was as if those eyes didn't even know that feeling existed.
The woman lying on the ground raised her chin proudly. There was pure anger and disappointment in her eyes. But there was absolutely no hatred in her eyes. Maybe she didn't hate this hateful man, who would soon take her life with his own hands.
However, she felt anger towards him. The anger she felt was as hot as the lava in the volcano, but cold enough to penetrate one's bones.
"Why?" She asked.
The man frowned in response.
“Why her and not me?” The woman was so beautiful in her thin white dress on the cold ground that neither the bruises under her eyes nor her skin that had faded from hunger could harm her wild beauty. “Why, your majesty! Answer to me! Why her and not me!”
“You are not even worthy of breathing!” answered the man.
The woman started laughing. But it was painful laugh. “So I'm not even worthy of breathing,” she slowly turned her blue eyes to the people watching from afar. At that moment, another man held the beautiful blonde-haired woman she was looking at behind his back to protect her. The young man acted as if she could curse that woman with her eyes.
“Is she worthy?” asked the woman suddenly. “Is that wretched woman worthy of your love?”
“Don't mention her name!”
“Hah! Even if you command me, I will never pronounce that wretched woman's name, your majesty!”
“You are the monster!” said this time the majestic man with black hair and gray eyes, moving his sword closer and continuing the conversation, "You are sentenced to death!"
The woman slowly closed her eyes. The corners of her lips slowly turned upwards. She thought about what she had experienced so far.
No, that woman was not the culprit. That woman was not guilty of what happened. If it wasn't for that woman, the man in front of her would love another woman. The only one to blame was this man. In front of him was this man who had put his sword to her and was about to take her life.
She had been in love with him since childhood. He knew about it. And even though he knew this, he had ignored her for years. Even though they were engaged, he went into the arms of another woman. Yet how much she loved him.
He didn't even try. If he had tried to get to know her, maybe he would have loved her. But no… He had never even spoken to her properly. He didn't even look at her face. Other women were more interesting to him.
Why?
Why was he so cruel?
However, she was so beautiful. She was rich. She came from a respectable family. Her status was high. Why had he done this to her? She didn't deserve these. She deserved better than this.
She clenched her fists.
"You will regret it, your majesty," she whispered softly.
The young man's black hair was waving because of the cold wind leaking in from the large windows in the corridor.
“Will I regret it?” he said in a cold voice. "My only regret is that I didn't kill you in time!"
For the first time, the woman's eyes were filled with pain. Tears like pearls appeared in her blue eyes and slowly flowed down her cheeks. Suddenly she held the sword with both hands. Before the young man could understand it, she plunged the sword into her heart. Blood began to flow slowly from the young woman's chest, including her palms.
“I curse you, your majesty!” She said while smiling painfully, she was crying, she was in pain, but she was still smiling. "No matter how much I want to hate you, I curse myself for never being able to do it!"
The man wanted to draw his sword towards himself, but the woman, who was holding it tightly with both hands, would not let go. On the contrary, she was thrusting the sword deeper.
“Did you hear me! I curse you! You will love me! You will fall in love with me! With all your heart! With all your being! I curse you for falling in love with me! You will have to love me with such strength that you won't even notice!”
The woman suddenly vomited blood. Her palms were stained with her blood. She relaxed her hands. She was thrown backwards slowly and her back met the cold ground. She whispered her last words before closing her eyes.
“I curse you, your majesty… You will suffer the same pain… You will only love me…”
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The woman suddenly opened her eyes. She was covered in sweat. She couldn't believe she was having the same dream again. Now this was getting really annoying.
She got up from her bed with her numb body. She took a glass of water from the jug on the side table. She had been having the same dream for a week. Now she was really starting to get scared. For God's sake, every time she saw a beautiful girl being killed with a sword stuck in her heart because of the same guy. Was this possible? What evil man could kill such a beautiful woman!
The saddest part of the dream was the pain in that woman's eyes. It was like the eyes of a little girl who had never seen love.
Oh whatever! She couldn't think about that now. Diana shook her head. It would be more accurate to call her ridiculous and frightening a nightmare, it was not the time to think. Today was a special day. It's been exactly two years since they met her fiancée. Who knows what surprise he has prepared for her. She immediately started to prepare.
Diana Steel was a normal girl with a normal life, who worked in a library at the age of twenty-five, lost her parents in a traffic accident when she was fifteen, and grew up in the hands of her uncle.
After finding her own job, she moved to a separate house, met the man who was the love of her life two years ago, and got engaged four months ago. Her only wish now was to get married and live happily.
She always wanted a man who would protect her and support her. Diana was not a woman with legendary beauty. She was actually a rather short woman with short red hair, very fair skin, and brown eyes with freckles. But this still did not deter her. She was a strong and caring person who always managed to stand on her feet.
Two hours later, Diana arrived at her fiancée's apartment. She was wearing a powder-coloured light pink dress and white loafers underneath. She also sprayed her favorite rose-scented perfume. She left her hair as usual and applied lip gloss to her lips.
Diana knew that she looked more like a high school student than a young woman. Her breasts were too small. Her body lines were not that plump either. She looked more like a teenager, so she was always angry with her body. She looked like she was seventeen, not twenty-five. But her fiancee loved her even in this state. He was the most perfect man who accepted her as she was.
With the cake box in her hand, she slowly opened the door with her keys. She also had a spare key to her fiancee's apartment. She could make a nice surprise for him.
As soon as Diana entered, she immediately went to the kitchen with the cake box in her hand. She took out the cake decorated with strawberries and placed it on the table. She immediately took out the wine from her bag. Although it was a little early in the day to drink, she still thought she should keep it on the table for visual effect.
Diana looked around with excitement. She tucked her hair behind her ears and slowly headed towards her fiancée's room. It was stirring inside. Let's see what he will do when he sees her.
“Good morning, my sleepy lov..”
As soon as Diana opened the door, she was left standing there, freezing. It was as if time had stopped. She couldn't move. She didn't know what to say when she saw the sight she saw. She was speechless.
"Damn!"
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