Even with my new look, I still feel anxious about getting into the archives. I’m not the one to talk myself out of trouble, this was always more Eros’s part. I find myself biting my lower lip as I remember his charismatic smile.
Oh, Eros. I would give anything to have you here with me. It’s been too long. I told you I’d always be with you, no matter what, I suddenly hear his voice. I stop in my tracks, earning myself a nasty glare from a woman walking behind me, who almost bumps into me because of my hastiness.
But I ignore her completely, looking around the streets to see if I spot the familiar black curls anywhere around. For a second, I think I see him by the flower shop, and I already find myself rushing towards it, when they disappear. I stop, disappointment taking over me. Do
