I walk down the street, keeping my face low. I have on oversized sunglasses and a big brimed hat. I am so nervous right now. Every time a person sees me, my insides clentch and I think what if they recgonize me? But they haven’t yet.

Finally I look up to see I’m there. I walk up to the down and knock, hesitating before the thrid one.

A tall, built man opened the door. He gave me a once over and then stepped aside to let me in. His face gave nothing away. I cursed myself for coming here. It was a mistake and we both knew it.

He closed the door behind me and I followed him into his living room. I flopped down on his love seat and took off my hat and sunglasses. He watched me carefully, just like every other time. The only difference was he wasn’t smiling, like he was happy to see me.

“What’s wrong?” I finally ask.

“This has to stop… Me and you…” He looks down at his hands while he talks. That is was when I noticed the ring around his finger. I stood and bolted before he could see my tears.