❝She was a masterpiece. A piece of sheer beauty and finesse.❞
-Ron
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A tale of love, passion and madness. That'll bring tears to your eyes.
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this used to be a famous book on W...
The next morning when I peeked out of the window, she was missing from the scene. On acknowledging this, my heart skipped a beat.
The paintings were there, ready to be sold out. But the heavenly creature wasn't there. I felt as if something was missing. I went out and entered that shop. No one was around.
A devil's spirit entered my body and made my thoughts wicked. I intruded her space and searched in the drawers. The whole room was filled with mesmerizing paintings. Each one of them were signed by the same name ❝Malerin Ansel❞
❝Malerin❞ what a beautiful name.. What an ethereal name!
Because of the trillions of books of knowledge I have read in my lifetime, I easily understood what it meant.
❝Malerin❞ means ❝Painter❞ in German. Wow! Such a unique name just like her. It suited her too well. Her parents must be some kinda astrologers who already knew what she'll become in future.
I searched in the drawers and found a velvet covered diary. My conscious reprimanded me.
"No.. Don't steal it.." "Its immoral.. It's unethical.." "Blah.. Blah.. Blah!" My head shouted on me.
But I slyly ignored it and with a smirk and shoved it in my pocket, rushing back to my apartment.
"Malerin" "Malerin" "Malerin" That name kept resounding in my head at work, till the rest of the day. I finalized that tonight I won't sleep but read that precious treasure that I stole. That velvety diary!
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