Antonio
Now that my mind was clear, no longer crowded with dark memories and confused between past and the present, I could clearly recall how she had looked on her knees in my office. How her dark chocolaty eyes had seemed like two dark pools with tears in them. Those plush lips stretched around my girth had looked beautiful. And now here she was wearing another one of my shirts. Red, it suited her. She wore my clothes like she had every right to. And I couldn’t bring myself to point it out to her that there was a closet filled with new clothes for her.
“Do you not want to talk to your sister?” I asked as the silence stretched with her still holding the burner phone in her hand and looking at it with a perplexed expression on her face.
Erica was good at hiding her emotions and always
