It has been about a year since I discovered my deceased partner.. I had been wandering and fell upon Arklay back then. Those days I was far more naive and certainly not prepared for what I would become in the next year. I have since established myself with my brother Abel.. and we now run the Dogs of Hell MC. I found me a decent bike that I can say is a beauty. Not to mention I have been working as the chief of medicine at the hospital. It’s been slow to get things organized and such but well worth it!

Another pivotal experience that has come to fruition is something I never thought I would find. Someone who sparked my interest and my eye. He works at the caff and I mistook him as a lass at first, a fact of which I am a bit embarrassed. He is absolutely perfection. Nothing could prepare me for his charm and adorable mannerisms. It had been so long since I had even thought to engage in what would seem like a date… but it went surprisingly well. I myself was nervous as it had been a long time. It’s not like I go around kissing trees or goons for that matter just to keep myself sharp. Heh.

I had gone for a while, if only to regain my bearings and hope that he might forgive my absence and give me another chance. As hoped, I spotted him at the caff again. This time I had rented a property and had my stable job.  I wanted to tell him everything. It felt so comfortable and right. We decided he could help me find a decent cot to sleep in for my new abode and sure enough he found one. And what’s more amusing it happened to have the union jack on it.

Something magical happened. I will leave the details to the imagination, as I relive them and replay them in my head going from day to day… but.. I will say we christened the new cot. I blush as I even jot this down. I hope to see him again soon. I want to take him for a ride on my bike.

Is it wrong to love again? *shakes head* I don’t think so. Otherwise.. how could it feel so right?