The Doe that tugged at Aphrodite sat on her bed, decorated with turquoise blankets and her hands covering her face; she sobbed uncontrollably. Her mind was warbled in a sea of emotions, she was lost. She’s received so many miscommunications from her One Love that she has nowhere else to turn.

One moment, her One Love would flirt with her aimlessly and she would flirt back. In the next, he would see her as a wandering ghost, as if she didn’t exist in that moment at all. The Doe murmured, “..Even though we barely know each other, all I wish for is to be happy and to just be in with you.” She wiped her grotesque face with tissues from a tissue box on her minimalist desk. She tossed the mess in her small wastebasket under her desk.

She looked up and took sight of a beautiful woman, standing gracefully right in front of her ocean blue eyes. She was so taken aback she couldn’t move, for this stranger was too charming.

The woman smelled of sweet roses. Her hair looked like milked-coffee and her lips flushed a peach color. She was wearing an elegant bath robe that went up to her tanned thighs. Her fingernails were painted a mint green and her toenails painted a cherry red. Her small feet were tucked in open-wedge sandals that appeared to be the same color as her hair.

The Doe thought to herself, “Gosh darn. She is the hottest woman I’ve ever seen and I’m not even a heterosexual!”

The woman smiled and spoke soothingly, “Were you the Doe calling for my help?” The Doe snapped out of a trance and realized she had her mouth open in awe. She closed it, blinked and responded, “Um.. and who might you be?”

The luscious woman chuckled, “Forgive me for not introducing myself when I appeared before your loving eyes. I am the goddess of love, Aphrodite. I am here to cure what ails you. OK, well, at least bandage your bleeding heart because that’s why I exist, to be quite honest.”

The Doe chuckled and nodded because Aphrodite was correct about every statement.

Aphrodite whirled to the Doe’s bed and sat across her in her soft blankets, mimicking her body language.

The Doe scratched her neck, “So.. how does this work, exactly?” The goddess raised her eyebrows, “Well! I need to figure out why you called me in the first place. Once I do that, then I help you out with your problem. It’s a problem-solution kind of thing. I guess you could say I’ll be your wing.. Goddess?” She shrugged and smiled.

The Doe smiled back and thought how beautiful her smile made herself glow. The Doe repeatedly murmured, “I swear I’m not a heterosexual. I swear I’m not a homosexual. I swear I’m not-” She stopped, for she remembered that the beautiful Goddess could probably hear her. The Doe flushed full of embarrassment.

Aphrodite giggled.