There once was a girl named Anesia who lived in Russia. Anesia meant chaste and pure, She was a loving girl. I guess you could say she was a hopeless romantic. She had jet black hair and pale porcelain skin. Her hair was cut down to the middle of her back and she had bright blue eyes and was fairly short. She wore dark colored dresses that showed off her curvy appearance. Never-the-less she was head over heels for a girl named Nadja.
Nadja means hope in Russian, and she was Anesia’s hope; and was all that Anesia could hope for. Nadja was a tall beautiful girl with long straight jet black hair that swooped across her face and along her back. Nadja had her eye brow pierced and the most beautiful smile Anesia had ever seen. She had big green eyes and a heart that could keep the world spinning.
Anesia loved Nadja more than Life itself. She told Nadja that every day, but nothing Anesia ever did could possibly please Nadja. Anesia would go to the moon and carve Nadja’s name on it if she could. She gave Nadja all of her heart and soul and then some. But Nadja was never satisfied. Anesia did everything she wanted her to, when she said she wanted something done Anesia would do it at the snap of her finger. Then one day Anesia grew tired of it. She told Nadja that she should love her for who she was and for what she became for Nadja.
Nadja was taken aback by Anesia’s back talk. Still in shock Nadja just mumbled she was sorry and walked away ashamed. She went to bed that night thinking about Anesia’s independence. Nadja hadn’t tried to boss Anesia around in days. The days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months.
During those months that they were together Anesia thought things were going to splendid and swell so she was saving up money to buy Nadja a big beautiful engagement ring. Anesia spent weeks trying to find the perfect ring for the woman she loved. She went from shop to shop, day to day, person to person. Of course she had found plenty of rings that were just fine for Nadja but she didn’t want just an okay ring, she wanted the most gorgeous ring in all of Russia.
Anesia started walking into an old antique jewelry shop in an alley and was growing tired of this wild goose chase for a ring. “This is the last shop before I just get the ring I saw yesterday,” Anesia thought. As she was gazing at the glass cases she was starting to give up hope. She took her time slowly looking over each ring that looked even remotely good enough. She looked at red rings and blue rings, gold rings and silver rings. No purple pink orange or yellow ring could ever be good enough for her love.
Then just as she was about to walk away an emerald green ring had caught her eye. It had a silver band with the perfect size emerald green gem surrounded by intricate silver designs swirling around the jewel complimenting its beauty. Anesia knew it was the one. She went up to the store clerk and asked how much for it. Anesia was twelve dollars short from being able to get it. She left the store with her head down wondering how she was ever to get the perfect ring for Nadja.
When Anesia got home she walked through the door with her head down and slumped in a chair. Nadja saw how distraught she was and asked her what was wrong. Anesia looked at her and instantly felt better, “Nothing you need to worry about love,” she said looking into her worried eyes. Just then a thought popped into her head.
I could borrow the money! Anesia called her best friend, Anya to borrow the money. Anesia and Anya ran back to the little old antique shop to go buy the ring. They showed up at the door right before the nice store clerk was getting ready to close up. Anesia and Anya begged the lady and begged her until she finally gave in.
There it was…. The perfect ring. The nice manager took the ring out and handed it to Anesia. She examined it looking at the light shining through the green gem reflecting spots of green light throughout the room. They wrapped it up and Anesia bought it.
At home Anesia hid the gift under her pillow sure not to lose it then crawled into bed noticing that Nadja wasn’t there. “Surely she’s just out running an errand,” Anesia thought reassuring herself. The next morning Anesia woke up giddy with the thought of giving Nadja the ring that day. Anesia went out into the kitchen and started making breakfast when Nadja came in.
Nadja had a look of gloom across her face and asked Anesia to come outside. Anesia admitted that she had something to say and something that she wanted to give Nadja. Nadja said that she needed to go first and Anesia reluctantly agreed. “I’m sorry Anesia but we can’t bear being with you any longer. I have already packed up most of my things, I will be gone by tonight,” that was the last thing Nadja had said to Anesia.
Anesia slumped over holding the ring in its package. She looked up just as the door swung open and she saw her last glimpse of Nadja.
The End
