Kaiser

There she goes again. It’s the third time she has disappeared before me. But compared to the last two, I think now is more frustrating. Why? Because I managed to kiss her, not once, but twice, and the best part—she kissed me back. It was only a few days after our second meeting, and yet I saw her again. It was an improvement since she stayed longer than the last two.

I shook my head and focused my full attention on the photo I was holding. Now I’m certain that something happened in the past that my family didn’t want others to know. But what could it be? Is...