Katsu and I are on our way to the hospital. I hope this can keep me from grieving Leon as if he were dead. It’s strange how far we’ve come over the last months. For years, I was desperately lost in love with my boss, but I was no nearer, no further away from him on my weekend stays at my mother’s in Talco than I was at the club on work days. Before the New Year’s incident, Leon never had as much as a glint of interest in his eyes. When he spoke to me, it was with personable yet professional concern for a cherished employee. I was no different from the other staff. Now, I have so much more to miss. My intense, all-encompassing lover. Leon is so very gone from my life in Deepsilver, the faint scent of woodsy cologne and wrongness is all that lingers of him at the apartment. Yes, my brain still knows he’s wrong, but my heart doesn’t give a damn. Because it intuits irreparable heartbreak, and it’s ready to do whatever it takes to keep it from invading me.
