Alexander
I returned to the city where I was working, trying to rebuild my life… I tried to continue with my meetings, with the contracts… With the new projects.
But my mind was elsewhere, in New York, with Vanessa, with Clara.
In that empty look when I walked into her office and she asked me, "Did you have an appointment with me?"
I don't know why that situation makes me feel… How to put it? It's not pity, maybe it is, but it sounds wrong…
And someone like Vanessa could turn that into a weapon.
The five days were endless. The first day I checked my phone every hour… The second day I started to feel ridiculous, the third day I convinced myself that maybe I had exaggerated and that it was all in my head…
Well, I also acted badly, I crossed lines I shouldn't have. I don't think Vanes
