I confess I thought about moving away from her… I tried to convince myself it would be better, that it would be easier to follow another path. But the truth is, I can't stay away from Franceska. There's something about her that surpasses reason, something that can't be explained, only felt. It's an invisible magnet, a spell that holds me and drags me back, even when logic tells me to leave. I feel something irrational for her, greater than any attempt at control. It's desire, it's tenderness, it's anger and peace all at once, all mixed together in an intensity that only those who have been in her presence can understand. Fran isn't just a woman… she's an event, a whirlwind. And I'm just a man lucky enough to cross her path and dare to let herself be marked by her. If love is insanity, so be it: I willingly accept this madness called Franceska.