It was all still there.
The feelings, the attraction and the connection.
The only difference now is that those feelings are locked away in a gilded cage so that they can’t hurt me.
I see through his bullshit.
Me: Why am I still drawn to him? I know his bullshit now. But I can’t help it.
Sister: I don’t know but you do have a connection. You could see it tonight.
Life is so unfair.