Three days

We all have a moment or few when we fly through life, forgetting the minuscule times whilst we focus on the bigger ones that will pave our way for a more ‘appealing' future.

I've had some.

The last one was just this week.

I was paving my future of getting Sabastian Delroy out of it.

For the past three days I succeeded.

I'd avoided Sabastian Delroy, even as I felt his presence lurking in the shadows, waiting. I succumbed to the touch of Reagan ...