CRIMSON LUCA
This is the third time that I uses my body wash. I hate how Isabelle s scent left in my skin and in my clothes. I even threw my suit on the trash bin. I look up and let the water washed the soap in my face. I even uses all the mouthwash in that bottle. I even wanted to drink alcohol to make sure that Isabelle s saliva will be eliminated. Just like how I felt in that party in hotel.
'I thought I am longing for her…but I feel disgusted when I caress her, embraces her and when I kiss her—damn! I even wanted to vomit. I don t feel anything at all. Not even a single excitement. Unlike before…does it mean that she is no longer a woman to me?
I rush out of the shower room and dry my hair using the blower. I look at my reflection in the mirror. Her faces suddenly flashes in the mirror, I smiled sadly. I went to bed looking at the white ceiling. I haven t seen her for weeks already. It feels like ages for some reason. I laugh a bit. 'You re an idiot Crimson. You can do