Do I Know You

Percival's gaze moved past Victor, landing on Eulalia as she gracefully walked into view.

She was wearing an oversized men's white shirt that hung down to her thighs, making it look like she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Her long, straight legs delicate and smooth.

Eulalia had just showered and washed her hair. Her long locks were loosely tied up with a disposable hair tie, still damp at the nape of her neck. A few wet strands fell around her face, adding to her allure.

Percival had imagined a dozen ways he might see Eulalia again, but he never expected it to be like this - in the most gut-wrenching way possible.

This was their long-awaited reunion: her appearing in another man's room, wearing his clothes, bare-legged, in a way Percival had never seen before.

In that moment, it felt like his heart was being stabbed by a thousand tiny pins. The pain was so intense he couldn't even feel his heartbeat. Breathing became difficult, and his eyes reddened as he struggled for air.

Perci