The Opal

Her red hair was shortand wavy. Her skin was pale and flawless, contrasting with her dark makeup. Her lips were full and crimson, inviting him to kiss them. She wore a black choker that he had given her as a gift, a symbol of their love.

Around her neck, a precious stone that they had found together on their trip to Australia. It was a rare and beautiful opal, with flashes of blue, green, and pink. He had given it to her on their anniversary, and she had cried tears of joy. She had put it on and kissed him passionately, making him feel like the luckiest man in the world.

She wore the choker only on special occasions, like tonight. They were going to a gothic-themed party, where they would dance and drink with their friends. They would celebrate their love and their life, having fun and being themselves.