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All the way from Paris.

Très elegante.

Dear Red Shoes, have you ever savored a taste so much that after the first bite

you stopped eating so you could remember it forever?

Or have you ever loved someone so much that you pushed that love away for fear

of losing it or being hurt by it in the end?

And because of that fear, you build up walls.

And the walls become thicker until they become all but

impenetrable.

December 31st, 8 o 'clock, New Year's Eve.

I can barely breathe.

My hands are trembling.

My heart is pounding.

I'm scared.

Four more hours to go.

Two.

Three.

Four.

One candle for each New Year's Eve we've spent together.

Do I look the same?

Am I the same?

I don't think so.

Champagne gives me courage.

Four years ago.

Our first New Year's together.

If I hadn't been slightly drunk that night, I never would have met him.

stranger to me.

When I looked into his eyes, what I saw was frighteningly familiar.

Complex free will have to pay.

He was even more familiar.

Midnight bells.

Warning bells ringing in my head.

Watch out.

Watch out.

I had felt that kind of hunger only once before.

And had been deeply hurt.

Now I had rules to live by.

One.

To never let it happen again.

Two.

To give only what I wanted.

No more.

Ever.

What's your name?

I don't have one.

I didn't tell him my name, where I lived, anything about me.

Two nameless people in a nameless hotel room.

Beautiful chest.

Skin.

Smell.

I left when he was still asleep.

Ran back home and locked the door.

Safe behind my walls again.

But the memory of that night haunted me.

The church bells.

His touch.

It is eve again.

Midnight bells pounding along with my heart.

And here you come.

All I think about, dream about,

is the feeling again

What am I afraid of?

Life.

Love.

Men.

Of this man.

Of being hurt.

Same hotel.

Same room.

But this time something was different.

There's another woman in my life.

She knows about you.

See the hurdle.

My name is Robert Robert Gaines

And I'm in love with you

Robert Gaines.

Robert Gaines. One candle left.

Robert Gaines.

The next day we spent the whole day together, and the day after that, and

day after that, and the days turned into weeks, the weeks into months, and

through it all, those bells, those beautiful midnight bells.