ANNA
AND SO I became – at least officially to both of us and those who lived in his house – Alanzo Dumas’ girlfriend.
For the first time in my life, I had a boyfriend that wasn’t squeezed into my time, my ignorance, or deliberately accepted for survival.
It seemed like it was a very real thing – for someone like me. Never mind that there were irregularities in it, too, like he’s a filthy rich man, and there was a part of me that still could not fully comprehend this was happening… or that I could have the possibility of becoming truly happy with a seemingly perfect man in a seemingly genuine relationship. I was able to make myself believe it truly was what it was.
When will the other shoe drop?
Why do I even care? I was thinking as I kissed Lanz. We were out in the gardens of his l
