Then she bit her lip in frustration, fighting to rationalize and suppress her feelings. I must be crazy, she thought. Is this a crush or an obsession?...I live only 14 miles from her. I work at the coffee shop she's been going to for years before I even got hired there. I've been drawing pictures of her for who knows how long. You're crazy, Aiyanna. She's married. She's married. That's what Aiyanna kept telling herself, but her emotions didn't seem to care. As night settled in, Aiyanna was just. That French silk pie was probably the best I had tasted and the only other time I had that pie was from the same restaurant. Ben was a lot of fun, but I hadn’t heard from him since he and his dad moved out of town. But anyway, what was I talking about? David. Indeed, we were the ideal high school couple with more individual pictures in the yearbook from extracurricular activities than most other students. Yet nothing is ever as perfect as it seems. We both had little time together, and whatever. Then I said she should apply some medicine or ointment over there as it could be poisonous or do some harm. Anyway, I told her to show me so that I could see how bad it is.At first, she was a bit shy and did not want to show me her thigh. I told her that you have to apply some medicine immediately otherwise it could cause severe pain later and that there is some medicinal oil and skin ointment in my room and I can apply it on the wound if necessary. I said, only if the wound is serious you have. He clung onto the hope that she would return. Eric banged his fists down on the controls in front of him. Useless. No power. Suddenly he heard the ear shattering sound of metal cutting and then the clunk as a large piece of ceiling landed on the floor next to him. Jumping through the hole came the figure of a woman Eric would recognise anywhere. Paula Eagen. Mercenary for hire and longtime enemy of Eric. Paula Eagen had a striking resemblance to Anne-Mal with the exception that her hair was.