Gone, Baby, Gone

When something strong inside of Sylvia says “yes”… and there was blood in both…

Go back to Seven

What happened feels like a dream that I somehow let unfold because I got tired of fighting it. It was beautiful, bizarre, incongruous and inexplicable. We went out again last night, same coffee shop, same drinks. The conversation felt like an interlude to something that I knew would happen but at the same time resisted. When we left and we were parting, he asked me to go with him. My first reaction was out of fear and I instinctively pulled away and said “no.” However, there was something in his eyes and the way he spoke, that made me stay. I decided to trust him and follow, this had to be done.