I couldn't see his face but I guess he felt my presence because he turned his head to look at me. As soon as we made eye contact, I turned on my heels and ran downstairs.
I felt like I had received a punch in the gut. Now, my hopes to ever get together with Victor are shattered, along with the premises of a good night sleep. I went to the kitchen anyway and set the water to heat in the kettle. I needed to think of something, anything that could distract from the image I just saw.
I was looking at the bubbles moving up through the narrow glass stripe on the kettle, I was so focused on the little bubbling sounds that I didn't notice I wasn't alone anymore. I felt the atmosphere in the room had changed and turned around. I jumped out in my place at the huge wall of muscles that stood so
