I was tired. I didn’t want to think more about an impossible relationship with Kaiser, but that was when I crossed paths with Syl Silver again. The scarring on his right leg ran up to eight centimetres, and his left leg was irregularly sized. I knew that this was all Kaiser’s doing, but neither had I expected that we would meet in a foreign country. It seemed illogical. Kaiser, Lenard and Syl were here with me, it was like everything was pure fantasy. But he told me about how he was now working for a small clinic which didn’t care about his past or his disabilities, and my heart softened. I forgot the hateful things he did to me, but if Kaiser was the demon who ruined me, I did owe Syl an apology.
“I need to talk to you, Syl.”