It was a very strange experience.
The sensation was that of leaving my body, yet still being present, and even though it was my lips that parted to release the words, every sentence, question, and answer was uttered by this entity in my head that called itself Gea.
"I know you had been talking to my mother, but what I want to know is for how long?"
Elene, who had already opened her beer and taken a sip, almost spat it out at the rudeness with which Gea posed the first question.
"Did she tell you anything?"
Gea shook her head.
"I just know. Was it a long time ago? Six months? A year? More?"
"Sussan, I... I don't remember anymore, but yes, it was much longer ago. I truly regret it, I'm so sorry, but she told me it was necessary, that it was very important for our conversations to be
