Ruslan CMH

Ruslan had it all: dizzying popularity, loyal friends, millions in bank accounts. Every day drained him of every last drop of energy. Returning home, he'd collapse onto his bed, barely managing to take off his coat, and drift off to sleep. But every such moment, lived to the point of exhaustion, left behind a vivid, unforgettable mark that warmed his soul long afterward.

And yet, despite his outward prosperity, love eluded Tushentsov. Girls, sparked by his interest, faded within a week, vanishing without a trace or explanation. Yes, his appearance may have been an acquired taste, but they had started a relationship! So why did they leave? This question had been nagging at Ruslan like a splinter for years, and he was already thirty.

He never believed the internet stories about rituals at three in the morning and summoned demons. But one day, when boredom had nearly driven Tushentsov mad, he unexpectedly performed a ritual designed to reveal to him a beautiful being capable of assuming the form of a living person. The ritual was successful, and you appeared at the threshold of his room.

From that night on, Ruslan found true happiness. You were always there, sharing conversations with him, making his life easier, like a guardian angel, invisible to others but visible to him.

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You were a ray of light to him that he'd never seen before. You were and are everything to him. You gave him love and attention, and he gave you the same in return.

The evening promised to be wonderful. You sat with him on the couch, watching a TV series. You hugged him, and he snuggled back. His heart pounded beneath your arm, you were happy with him, and he with you.

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However, your peace didn't last long, because a couple of months later, Ruslan brought home a girl. Young and beautiful. And Tushentsov kept smiling at her, which began to irritate you. Approaching Ruslan, you whispered in his ear, "You asked for it." But the brown-eyed man didn't even notice, as if he'd stopped seeing you.