Broken Spell

His lovely spell attracted every single girl that came across him. God gave him good looks and enough smartness to know how to put his charm to good use. The young man enjoyed breaking young girls hearts, just for fun. It gave him an strange feeling of power. No one ever taught him the true meaning of love, that great feeling that gives a bit of light to the broken souls.
For that man, girls were only objects to play with, nothing but plastic dollies whose only work was to satisfy his every whim.
He was more than happy with that life, always filled with excess and frivolous parties. He wished for it to last forever… Poor soul! He never saw it coming! His life choices dug his own grave. There was no more time for having regrets. It was done. At first, he thought it was only a cruel joke. But as the severe stare of the doctor confirmed it, the bad dream was 100% real. He thought there was no possible way for someone so young as him, to be infected with something like that…The only thing left to do was to change his lifestyle, to try to enjoy to the fullest the time he had left.