On my personal time scale, seconds turned into hours. The multitude of feelings that mixed in my heart when we looked at each other this way was difficult to describe exactly, but what I could say was that the closer I was to him, the more I wished to be. It gnawed at me, nibbling at me from the inside and when I tried in vain to conceal the phenomenon, I immediately suffered from a kind of asphyxiation.
I didn't want to get lost, but the dreadful truth was that I was going to forget myself eventually. Our relationship rubbed off on us: I mingled with Cahl. The more time passed, the more I became him without being certain that for his part, he was becoming me and this ambiguity was killing my heart.
As if he had guessed the course of my thoughts, but also the turmoil of my emotions, and
