s*******n Hours In May Her heart was beating loudly as she was driving up the motorway A28 and getting closer to Neufchâtel-en- Bray. She had gone past Rouen. Unknown territory was ahead of her. He had texted her about 15 minutes ago telling her he had arrived at the hotel. She would be there in 30 minutes. She was still wondering if they were doing a mistake or not, which was useless at this point. Even if she could still renounce, she had driven for 4 hours, had planned it all with him, discussed it with him. Too much energy had been spent, too many expectations had been shared. She br… 続きを読む