As I was making a few final arrangements with my old landlord, my phone rang."Hey beautiful, I'm already here." It's Peter. My heart pounded and I got...so excited that I hurriedly surrendered the keys to my ex-landlord. Hailed a cab and spent the next 20mins imagining how good my day would be. I won't be a tease, I promised myself. Damn, the guy is married!"Here you are," the driver said. As I rummaged my purse for my wallet, Peter opened the door and greeted me. I almost ran into my new. Why do you want to see me?For the last 10 days, I felt like seeing you. Didn’t you feel that way Malathi?Why should I wish to see you?Mmm. For whatever happened in the theater that day. I thought you will love it and think about me.Don’t remind me about that. You know what, I cried a lot that day after coming home. No one else has touched me apart from my husband. How dare you touched me that day, that too like your wife. I should have slapped you that day.Why didn’t you slap then?I didn’t want. Most of all I tried desperately not to cry again. ‘It’s not OK, is it?’ I shook my head. ‘Are you going to say I can’t, then?’ I looked at her. I thought about last night. I though about losing her. ‘Hey, something I need to know…’ I said. ‘OK?’ ‘Are we an item?’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘I mean, was last night just something that happened, or was it the start of something big?’ ‘That’s kind of what I’m asking you.’ ‘Do you want it to be?’ ‘Do you?’ I nodded, emphatically. ‘More than anything. Yeah. I had guessed as much. Obviously I had took taken something. It wouldn’t be the first time. Oh well, drugged up again. Although this was the first time I had ever been spiked. God, I didn’t feel good. And I was shaking so badly. This didn’t normally happen, did it? The room was swimming quite violently now. The tiles were dancing for me. Where was I again? I could hear voices, or a voice? Were they in my head? I laughed. Perhaps I was going crazy, I thought, as I slipped down the.