The future used to look a bit like a picture book. A man, a woman, a child. Funny, how tennis never factored into that, then it was taken from him and suddenly the future seemed more unclear than ever.
Now it's just a man and his wounds asking himself, was the anger worth it?
Looking at Noemi here, now, is a little like looking into what could've been. Like peering back into an old dream he forgot he had.
“You ever regretted it?” Ivo finds himself asking, before he really stops to think about it. “Keeping him.”
@fawnvinyl, noemi c.















