SAMUEL PARK
Why was I paralyzed seeing that woman?
Why did I have the feeling that I knew her from somewhere?
Why couldn’t I be myself in front of her and instead appear more like the men in my family?
These questions had been haunting my mind since the moment Catherine walked out the door. I didn’t understand why I was so paralyzed as I stared into her eyes. Inside, I was confused about my feelings at once, and I couldn’t distinguish any of them.
What the hell was that feeling?
The perfume she wore seemed familiar to me. Was she one of the many women who had passed through my bed in the past?
No, that couldn’t be it!
If I had been with her, I would definitely remember. She was a brunette with an exotic beauty, totally different from the women I usually date. Not that the other w
