The Chef (19)

Without being able to do anything I called him, but he did not answer the phone, I wanted to chase him to find him, but at that moment I realized that there was nothing I knew about him. I was so foolish to ignore him for so long that I lost contact with him instantly. He protected me throughout the trip, and his last act was to save my identity.

It was hard to say, but that job was what I was back then, and he understood instantly. I, unable to see beyond what was in front of me, let myself be carried away by my need to explain everything, and that feeling that I had inside me now on was lost in my need to give it a name.

The explanation he had given me about love was quite simple and straightforward, and for the first time, I had understood it, but I felt that now it was too late, and it would be useless to understand that feeling now if the person for whom I felt had left.

The following days were gray for me, I couldn’t stop thinking about him, and I ke