An Narcissistic Love of Not Touching Romance

I have always been attracted to it. A man who appears gentle, kind, intelligent and wealthy. He’s seemingly only interested in me for some peculiar reason.

That all changes when I finally open to him. He invites me to his house/apartment to cook a meal together without my knowledge not knowing that would be my last meal for a few days.

We drink a glass of white wine as we talk about our daily lives and laughter naturally follows our conversation.

After the meal, we go to your room and I notice a bit of unusual behavior. You’re just staring at my eyes as if you’re gazing at a new galaxy of stars.

I shy away in nervousness because of his intensity. All of a sudden my vision starts to get blurred as I see him still looking into my eyes until all I feel is nothing.

I wake up the next morning in a room I’ve never saw before – and he walks in.