Red Thread of Fate
I knew it was love at first sight the moment I laid eyes on her. And I knew she felt the same for me. Those doll shaped eyes that pierced through my soul. The ruby red lips that smiled only for me. Those slender fingers that caressed my skin. I knew, right then, that our fate was connected by a red thread.
We did everything together. I gave her everything she desired. I bought her the most tasteful clothes and decorated her with expensive jewelry that still paled in comparison. I bought her a mansion, suitable only for the best. I would go to the end of the world for her. But did I spoil her too much?
That glimmer in her eyes soon faded, and she looked at me with only a blank stare. The beautiful smirk she used to wear on her lips became a plastered smile. The fingers that once made my heart skip... felt cold. I was terrified that, one day, the red thread would snap.
...I can still hear her cries and pleas echoing in my head. I can still see the terror reflecting in her eyes as she begged me to stop. But, it didn't take long. It was rather simple. Those dark brown eyes look only at me now. The blood red lips kisses only mine. And those fingers intertwines with mine. Everything is okay now. I knew I was right; that the gods above fated us to be together.
A master and his puppet.