A Story Left Untold

One of the things that makes us smile the most is to see ourselves happiest from feeling accepted or if not, loved by the one closest to our hearts. Dasha however seems different here. As an introvert woman, and not fully recognized her self worth on earth, she started wishing she could experience what it is to get hurt so she can write more stories. Tested by faith and time, she finally experienced love for the first time without much knowledge about what is to actually be done by a lover. Thereafter she felt excited, how she went inspired doing things around when she fell in love with a man four years younger than her. Irrespective of the gap in their age, their different family orientations, people's stories behind their backs, and the stupid treatment of the man's parent and grandparents, she managed fantasizing their romantic story to be together still. In her mind was to love without standards and to keep from loving the man she fell in love with. However, things were getting clearer in sight how she appeared blinded by love for years. She loved. She served love without expecting any return from a young man who never loved her at all; but obviously used her for material possessions. It was when she has to decide whether she'll continue to be the man's servant of love or be somewhere else fate pushes her through. What led her to step forward was the thought that the man suffers from a skin disease, and if she parted ways with him, he maybe will commit suicide and end the story leaving her guilty. She struggled so much but kept on serving him love until she decided to end the bond that only brings her more struggles of acceptance. She departed and didn't leave any marks of recognition from him.