LOCATION: Lorelei’s Place WHO: @lorelei-merridew
Everything was falling apart, it was nothing new in Roman’s world but lately the weight on his shoulders was getting too heavy and he was crumbling. Yes, the man had friends who tried being there for him, but what he sought was comfort and the only woman he had been able to give him such a thing since his wife’s passing was Lorelei. A woman he cared deeply for, yet allowed to slip through his fingers when he fell off the bandwagon and started drinking again.
In his truck, he sat there in her driveway debating mentally whether he should just leave or take that leap of faith and walk up to her door. “Stop being such a pussy,” he said in the mirror, looking at himself. However, the man that oozed confidence saw nothing but a broken man in the mirror. His eyes were sunken in, his cheeks sharper than usual from the weight loss. “Fuck,” he grumbled turning from the mirror. “She doesn’t want to see you.”
It took about fifteen minutes before he finally turned the truck off, then another ten minutes for him to muster up the courage to get out and walk up to the door. Slowly inhaling, he rang the doorbell and when she opened the door the sight of her beauty captivated him. “Hey,” he commented softly. “May I come in?”