Chapter 14 would rather be your slave

For ten days I have not left her for an hour, except at night.I often look into her eyes, hold her hand, listen to her talk, and accompany her wherever she goes.My love is like a bottomless abyss, I sink deeper and deeper into it, and nothing can bring me out. We spent an afternoon on the grass, at the foot of the statue of Venus.I picked the flowers and put them in her pocket.She made a garland of flowers and put it on the statue of Venus. Suddenly, Wanda gave me a meaningful look, which set my emotions on fire.I couldn't help myself, I put my arms around her and kissed her on the lips - and she pushed my head away from her chest.

"Are you angry," I asked her. "I've never been angry like this, it's a natural move," she replied. "I'm just worried about you getting hurt." "Oh, I'm hurt deeply." "Poor thing." She brushed the tangled hair from my forehead. "I hope that your injury is not because of me." "It's because of you—" I said. "My love for you has gone crazy. I worry all day and all night that I might lose you, maybe I should lose you." "But you haven't even had me yet," Wanda said, her eyes misty and blinking, the way I've always been captivated.Then she stood up, placing blue anemones in Venus' curls in tiny translucent hands.I hugged Wanda's waist half reluctantly.

"You beautiful woman, how can I live without you," I said, "Trust me, trust me just once. It's not to please you, nor is it a dream. I deeply feel that the core of my life is in your hand God, if you leave me, I shall die, and I shall wither like a flower." "It's not necessary because I love you." She held my chin. "You fool!" "But you love me with conditions, and I love you without any conditions—" "Sauning, you are not wise to talk like that," she replied, shocked. "Don't you know me yet? Don't you wish to know me? If one treats me warmly and reasonably, I'll be fine. But if one yields too much to me, I get pompous— "

"You're right! It's enough for you to be arrogant and despotic to me alone," I cried, in a tone of absolute excitement, "forever." I lay at her feet and hugged her. her knees. "That won't end well, my friend," she said earnestly, without emotion. "Oh, it will never end!" I exclaimed excitedly. "Only death can part us. If you can't be mine, if you can't be mine, if you can't be mine forever, I'd rather be your slave, serve you, and suffer anything from you—so long as you don't drive me away. " "You pay attention," she said, leaning back and kissing my forehead. "I like you very much, but this is not how you conquer me and control me."

"I'd do anything for you, anything you like—I don't want to lose you," I cried, "don't leave me—I can't bear the thought of it!" "stand up." I complied. "You are such a strange person," Wanda continued. "So, are you willing to give anything to have me?" "Yes, any pending price." "But what good would it do you to have me—?" she mused—with something evil lurking in her eyes—"suppose I don't love you anymore, what if I'm in love with someone else?" A chill runs down my spine.I looked at her: she was standing in front of me, so solid and confident, her eyes had a hard gleam.

"Look," she said. "You're scared just thinking about it." Suddenly, a charming smile appeared on her face.