She recently met someone she genuinely wanted to date, a feeling she hadn’t had in six years. Back then, she thought she knew the person she was dating but never considered it serious. Anyway, she and this guy started to vibe, but their relationship was going nowhere. One day, they had a heart-to-heart, and the guy confessed he wasn’t sure about dating. She thought it was because she hadn’t shown her serious side. 💔
Around the time she had a skin treatment for a clearer complexion, she stayed home, thinking about how she failed to show him her seriousness. She felt she had to act fast before her upcoming trip, so she could enjoy it. She stared at her reflection, her face still like a field of azaleas, unsure if this was the right move, but the urgency to express herself won. What if another girl showed him her serious side first? She couldn’t bear the thought, so she drove to his place and told him abruptly.
‘I really think about you seriously.’
He seemed deep in thought. Regardless of his expression, she felt relieved having voiced her feelings. The trip was more relaxing. However, upon her return, he broke up with her. Maybe when she confessed, he was pondering who this serious girl was. The shock hit her hard. She had found someone she wanted to date seriously after so long, only to end up in a fling. 🌧️
For days, sadness engulfed her, making her unable to do anything. She even asked us not to bring it up at dinner the day before. That wasn’t like her, so we were surprised. She really must have been serious. But once we met, she started pouring out her story.
First, write your name multiple times, then stack his name vertically in reverse. Around it, write what you wish to happen in spell script.
She scoured the internet, desperate for any thread of hope. She stumbled upon a foreign tarot site teaching how to make a charm for rekindling a lost relationship. It was almost a miracle! In today’s world, who believes in that? Still, she earnestly read through the instructions and filled a post-it with care. She started with their names intertwined, and around it, scribbled the spell ‘He will call me.’ We felt her innocent charm was heart-wrenching. How could someone her age be so naive? It was pitiable. She carried it inside her clothes, even now. We were stunned into silence. 😱
‘Want to see it? Just a moment.’
She headed to the restroom but returned without it. It was gone. Panic washed over her, fearing she lost it at work, which was disastrous since he was a colleague. Luckily, she found it by her side and showed us. The fact it was real shocked us again. Her terrible handwriting was another surprise, but she claimed it was intentional to make it unreadable. We thought her name was riskier than the handwriting, but that didn’t matter. We advised her to keep such charms under a pillow or blanket, but she’d already done that too.
We were out of advice.
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