Episode 63 - More Coffee?Yacht ‘Rosalinda, Saint-Tropez, France, 1 January Here it is, another chance to confide in her, I think, but say nothing. Ashamed of my faint-heartedness, I drop my eyes. I don't want Lina to read fear in them. The fear I’m unable to overcome. What if I tell her the truth and she will misunderstand me, make a laughing stock of me, even worse, condemn me? Though, it isn’t really my fault that she has called me Monsieur Moreau. I never indented to mislead her in this way. But why do I then feel so guilty? Because, perhaps, in actual fact, I'm scared to confess to her what happened some months ago … I raise my head and meet her eyes. What if she is already guessed it all? She just stares at me. If she starts on hypocrisy again then I'll tell her everything and

