I have been reading and enjoying for a long time and I think is time I shared a story. This takes place nearly a decade ago. I warn you, it will be a long one, with a lot of backstory (I tend to like them that way). If you get bored, look for the ——-. Finally, English is not my mother tongue, as you will notice.
So, I was 26, I had just graduated from my post-graduate studies in the UK, I had moved back to Greece and I had just started working for an up-and-coming pharmaceutical. Everything seemed perfect when I, suddenly, broke up with my high-school sweetheart, after nearly 8 years of relationship and for no apparent reason.
One evening, a few months after my breakup, I was hanging out with my best friend. She was grilling me a bit about my complete lack of interest towards women, a thing that she called “unhealthy”. We already had downed a few glasses of wine and were tipsy (to say the least…), when the door of her studio opened and her younger cousin entered the room. It wasn’t the first time that I saw her but it was definitely the first time that I noticed her.