Eve Frank makes me feel too comfortable. Feeling comfortable is dangerous. Feeling is dangerous… I’m a murderer. I took a life with my bare hands watching with satisfaction as he faded away. And the only emotion I’ve felt since is lust. Frank Eve and I didn’t exchange phone numbers or make promises to see each other. All we had was a stolen moment with one last lingering kiss. I’m not sure what made her decide to finally say yes but I’m sure she’ll be right back to keeping me at a distance. Even if she doesn’t want to talk to me I need to see that she’s okay.