She danced like an angel. It's a pity that she attracted the attention of the devil. She was so innocent and naive. She was not made for the cruel reality of this world. And certainly not for an unworthy person. But every time she floated across the stage, I knew that she was dancing only for me. Looking at her was not enough... My Prima became a light for the darkness. She belongs to me, and everyone should have realized it. I grabbed my piece of heaven, and damn the consequences.