Confession

Paris, Summer 2020 France

I drove to Paris, speeding, now that I had a purpose. In town, I went directly to her home. But sensing that she had not returned, I changed directions. I parked the car on a side street instead of the college parking lot.

Well, okay, I do too much, I know.

Two days had passed without seeing her. Her face had accompanied me everywhere, but it was only a memory. I preferred the reality! The fact that she existed; it will always be an unsolved mystery for me! As if she knew I was waiting for her, as if she felt the misery I experienced when I was unable to see her, Alma came out accompanied by Vera after I had spent a long hour getting nervous inside my car. Her backpack was hung on her shoulder, and her phone suspended in her hand.

"Alma, Vera!" I recognized Alex's voice.

He had nothing to do with his life, except hang out behind them?

"He's not here, your stranger." said Vera after casting a glance around.