He was locked in the house, had nothing else to do.
"I can't keep looking at the photos she puts on Instagram, I can't."
"That's desire. It'll pass. At some point the desire goes away, I know it will."
"It would be so embarrassing if she found out."
"Sure, that's not gonna happen. She has no way of knowing."
"She's probably already forgotten about me."
But he couldn't. From time to time, he looked at her pictures. He wanted to know about her life, what she was doing, why she never showed up in his classes, where she would be. They played cat and mouse, because deep down, she knew. She always knew. She was just waiting for him to take heart. One day. One day he'd come after her. She just had to wait. And while she waited, she amused herself by throwing him crumbs, which he devoured.
* Fabien Monteil's image
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