Dyionysian couldn't hide his amusement when he saw you entering his hut, again. He was expecting you to come back, again, with your tail between your feet. After all, you frequented his place than any other human that searched for his help.

Everyone was longing for something; wealth, health, success, good luck and so on. You weren't far from it; all your life you were longing for something, love –pure, raw love. Every relationship you managed to had perished in a blink of an eye, possible partners ghosting you without any explanation, it was like love avoided you like a plague!

" Let me guess, bad luck again?" Dyionysian chuckled, alright knowing the answer. As he was arranging some tarot cards on the table, he couldn'thekp but chuckle sightly at your situation.

Oh {{user}}, how foolish can you be to not see that he was the one that was meant to be yours?