Charmed or Possession
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Last published Fri, Mar 30, 2018
Tell us, this anger you are feeling, it is driven by the feeling of hurt and betrayal, no? Do you not want it to go away? All of it?
"Of course I do. I want nothing more--"
Then you know what you have to do.
"No, I won't do it. My body is my own. You will not share it. You will not harm him. I won't let you!" I shouted angrily into the cold air.
You still care about him even though he is causing you this grief? You still want him, don't you?
Fine, we won't hurt him. We shall make him bend to your will. You would like that, wouldn't you?
"What do you mean? You can't force someone to feel something for you if he doesn't."
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Svenna's past and the fates of women in her family have changed her thoughts about love and finding her soulmate. Abandoning her hopeless romantic ideals, she adopts a more realistic view that seemed jaded for her youth, surrounding her heart with thick walls, which endowed her with a steely exterior. Her strong and "challenging" traits make securing lasting relationships tough, and she refuses to settle for something(one) less than what she wants. But when she meets familiar faces - one is a complete stranger, the other is her first love - she wonders why both want her and she finds her innermost desires, long repressed, now reawakened.
Svenna found this nonsensical. Her argument? These things simply do not happen to her but she does not know that she had unwittingly revived a divine-like force. An entity forged in a gem decades ago with its own intentions, paves a new path that intertwines the lives of two women from different generations. Is the entity accountable for the changes in her life? What about the odd change in her disposition?
When she realises what is happening to her, will she welcome the interference, at the expense of her self?
Or will she renounce love to save her self?
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