But I do want to change my depression. I feel I can, I mean I am certainly more happy then I was ten years ago when I was eight. It’s all to do with...one person. One person who has helped me so much… I will tell the story of what happened exactly a year before now. Eighteenth birthday… I woke up early with a solemn face. It was a Saturday but I always woke up early on the weekends to do a morning run before everybody was out. I walked up steadily to my full length mirror, and looked at the. She wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of knowing how mortified she felt that he hadn’t taken advantage of her blatant offer to be his sex toy. Luciel grabbed a spoon by a bowl of stew and began wolfing it down. She hadn’t realized how hungry she was. The stew was amazing. A piece of freshly baked bread sat on a smaller plate by a frosty glass of golden juice. The warmth of the nourishing meal soothed her. Chewing, she risked a look at Davariel through the strands of her hair. He watched. “Please be seated, and I must compliment you on your elegant attire. The Goddess provides in abundance for her servants, as we so well know,“ said Desire, who seemed to be stating the obvious.Desire clicked her fingers and a waiter appeared, “A double espresso for my old friend.” She grinned.Taking a gold cigarette case from her clutch bag, she flicked it open and offered Melissa a black sobranie. As Melissa placed it delicately between her lips, Desire gave Melissa a light from her gold. I was blushing. My parents and his wanted him to date my older sister Miyu, but he doesn’t really have any interest in her. We often wrote with each other, sometimes it really became quite intimate, I told him everything about my feelings for him and he told me about his. We often wrote about our desires, it made me really happy to know someone wants me. It was never, all always wanted my older sister, but then he told me that he wanted me, not her. “Can I do something for you, Xiaoyu?” He.