Tristan
I loved the smell of dust. Was it weird? Maybe. But I loved it nevertheless. I guess that's why I was different. I can't believe I was here after such a long time. My dear old apartment with so many good memories. I practically hated living in that stupid old shoebox back in New York. All because of one person. Just one f*****g person.
Mia Garner...you should have never been to that exhibition in the first place...
I pulled open the door that leads to an underground basement and peered at the darkness. I spent a small fortune to get this secret cellar made when I brought this apartment a long time ago. Secret cellar, I laughed at the name. It was funny. Like I was in one those famous five books. St
