Diana Robson

“eventually stammered. ‘Can I see this?’ She gently took the scrap of paper with the office address from my hand. ‘Oh, that’s the unit upstairs,’ she explained. ‘The entrance is around the other side of the building.’ ‘Um, thanks.’ I tried to tear my eyes away from her, but found it nearly impossible. She was the loveliest creature I had ever seen. I went to see the dank, musty office space upstairs and rented it on the spot. I didn’t care that it wasn’t at all what I was looking for. Because I needed to see that girl again. It felt like a fait accompli. I was meant to meet Nicole.”
― Stephanie DeCarolis, The Guilty Husband