Strong Enough?
(Cass Part 11… continues from here) I waited where I was for a few minutes, expecting a knock on the door since Luka had left without his keys, or his wallet, or his shoes for that matter. I thought he would be standing outside the door, cooling down, could picture his sheepish grin when I opened it for him. But there was no knock and when I went to the door the hallway was empty. Of course we had friends and family in the building so he had probably gone to one of them I reasoned, which was fine. Not ideal but… ideally he wouldRead More →