Olivia

“Why are you looking at me so heavily? You want to kiss me so bad, don’t you?”

Those words of his reminded me so much of the past; I perfectly remembered that night on the terrace of that nightclub when he kissed me for the first time. And here we were again, as if it were our first time. More than ten years had passed since that night, but he continued to mess with my senses as always.

“You know nothing is stopping you from doing that, don’t you?” he suggested, ...